Silent Horizons Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Silent Horizons



Manufacturing ideas from creative processes, continually
moving forward in steady progressions.

Wonder and awe taking hold of curiosity, leading it to
many absolute thoughts, standing around, awaiting recognition.

Silent horizons setting with the sun, taking me into depths
of subconscious intellect where they gather and enter into
imagination.

Perfectly attuned to rhythms of interior solace, keeping me
always focused on eventual outcomes of peaceful endeavors
that come into being automatically.

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