Only Glimpses Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Spilling into pools of thought, ideas and concepts swim
about, doing the back stroke, relaxing, smiling, testing
the waters and their abstract elements.

Waking to new dimensions, stating equations as they swim
beneath the surface, challenging and venturing into depths
of a florescent brilliance.

There all is revealed of the master plan, only the Lord
has access to allowing glimpses of it on occasion, always
being treasured within depths of my being.