Purpose Of Life Being Written In Poetry Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking above, sun shining through windows upon the roof, reflecting onto a table, sparkling on top of this rooftop of windows.

Water from a fountain splashing into its very own pool of water, writing poetry on a different plain than usual, having fun experimenting and listening to music while doing so.

Words registering from within folds of this quietly poetical brain, the purpose of life being written and shown in a poetry journal the world over.