Waiting For The Spirit Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

People are different, many shades of gray, traversing their own paths and living to their own accurate formulas that work for them at times.
Opportunity takes each in directions they need to be going to attain goals for their future.
Holding onto friendship as life runs away with us, towing and pulling each into realms of our desires and contacting everyone's minds.
Joyously coming together in aspects known only to wisdom's choices.
Always searching patterns set in places of unknown circumstance, achieving particular purposes as each day comes to a close in an empty cubicle, waiting to be filled with the spirit of life.