Solitary Lives Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Bedecking future horizons with a plenitude of prayer, standing alone with no where to go.
Stressing major markers of solitary lives on solo journeys of timeless moments.
Exercising rigorously on borrowed seconds of eternity, hoping to expand literature's knowledge, transferring it into wisdom of a first class period of ecstasy on margins of belonging.
Taking steps away from exasperating people, trying to display a beauty of souls.