Possibilities Exhumed Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Walking alone, through a talented forest of beauty,
engulfed in the energy of life, totally enveloped
in the security of who I am as a mere poet.

Always taking the world by it's temporary ribbons
and holding on for dear life, never letting go,
just being here through it all.

Turmoil, suffering, finding sprinkles of happiness
strewn over and through this darkened life, always
remembering time here on earth is only temporary.

We need to enjoy it all the more because it's very
precious, equality being the statement of the world
as we all try to achieve it in our individual way.

Possibilities always being exhumed and brought back
to the reality of what we are here for, one purpose
only, to love and care for one another.