Uncertain Pathways Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Long, lonely roads meet me every morning before the sun
rises.

Looking down each one, wondering which one to go down,
thinking of the best way to deal with each detail on
the way.

Belonging and behaving as if I have a chance at happiness
somewhere in the future, I go into unknown and uncertain
pathways of an interior universe.

Beautiful patterns and designs being encrypted in coded
messages continually, as I write to rhythms felt through
poetry.