A Mind's Photo Book Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Frankly marching towards edges of purpose, stretching out
in marathons of elasticity.
Wondering about depths in future times, clinging to hopes
and dreams of the present - pasting them into photo books
of the mind.
Selecting poses and pictures of happenstance, thrilling
to their looks of musical clarity, hoping to spend a
lifetime in bounteous mirrors, dancing to innate
melodies.
Always, stirring on rims of oblivion, marching frankly
in the direction of our souls.