Shaping Ideas Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Lightly thinking of unimportant matters just to pass the time away while recuperating from surgery.
Allowing the freedom of my soul to take me wherever it will, letting it soar.
Showing my mind so many flavorful ideas, inventions and creations, forming and shaping themselves in my imagination's mind.
Flying across visions, touching them gently, knowing within what they are going to eventually be when turned into reality.