Silent Talent Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stuttering my way down ramparts of knowledge,
collecting so many clues on how to advance into
another dimension on the edge of my mind.

Savoring all the times I will spend in their
lightening knowledge.

Spending many moments in quiet desperation,
feeling emotions deeply and writing them into
other dimensions where they will be thought of
in different aspects of life.

Turning ideas inside out, playing with their
meanings and definitions.
Satisfying my inner mind with solace, finding
it's way to my soul.

Sun rising in my eyes every morning, bringing
me into a utopia of silent talent.