Appearance Of A Room Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Dreaming, being in a room that has no walls or ceiling,
it's just the appearance of a room, in the center of it
this poet just living in a dream world.

Being touched spiritually, feeling an intense peace roam-
ing throughout mind, intellect and being, feeling great,
enjoying just BEing right now.

Music playing, taking a body into a state of relaxation,
feeling limber and happy, no pictures hanging on a wall,
no knick knacks anywhere.

Plain space that if this mind wanted to, could imagine
all sorts of things coming to be, an amazing world that
can be made into just about anything one can dream up.

Looking about, seeing absolutely no one around, yet here
on the patio eating at the hospital, just waiting to see
the oncologist again.