Silent Renderings Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sitting in an exam room, blinds closed to the outside
world, with only little particles of sunlight able to
find their way in, standing silently against one wall,
fulfilling their purpose in life's station.
Door closed against inner realms of the office,
keeping out any and all conversations that might have
been.
All is quiet as we sit in silent renderings, and I
continue to write through it all, alone in my mind
once more.

(9: 26 a.m. - 11/18/13)