Selecting Patterns Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Relaxing, falling into a serene state of mind as I associate memories past with those I will soon see in rays of sunshine today.
Collecting natural desires, clues to destiny, putting them together to make patterns for eternity.
Selecting those able to say what I mean, giving them carte blanche access to receive the rhythms that fit them best.
Tallying the surest combinations of ideas, savoring their taste in my mind, taking pictures of tones I hear, feeling the intensity with which they are being filled with.
Standing out, reaching for more opportunities to explain existence in layman's terms that are always not good enough, because there are no explanations true enough to answer questions of life accurately.