Arid Sands Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Arid Sands
Riding through the desert of my soul, watching scenery
as I pass through it's arid sands and beauty.
Sololy taking a journey through mind and heart, finding
reasons for being and a purpose of usefulness.
Finding so many thoughts never seen before, now intellect
has opened wide into new visions far into the future.
Horizons beautiful and plentiful, so picturesque and openly
arid.
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