Parlor Of Intellect Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rocking back and forth, feeling rhythms as I listen and
let them take me away into a far off land.

Interiorly finding the peace needed to travel this vast
universe within.

Sight opened and focused clearly on the journey set out
before me in all it's splendor.

Tacit and quiet, relinquishing all within to my soul
where faith is always growing.

Unfolding and living in the parlor of intellect, not
wasting time with everyday things, instead, taking paths
into the interior of my mind.

That is where it is by far more interesting and exciting
than anything life can offer.