Running Towards Eternity Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Listening quietly to music playing my heartstrings with
talented musicians at the helm.

Taking me on excursions to neverland, beckoning me to
taste adventure and dare to become a part of something
larger than myself.

Forgiving nature, fostering whatever I locate within
nature and self.

Appearing over and again in dreams of a lifetime,
running away and always toward eternity's silent form,
shaping me constantly as I return again to imagination's
corner.

(11: 28 a.m. - 1/21/11)