Balancing Board Of Eternity Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Solicitous, quiet, serene, and awaiting recognition that never seems to come to its rightful place, honest and truthful, taking life into the existence of an open forest and desert.

There life is fruitful, leaving imaginational realities intact, purposely reliving memories in exacting measures while tempos play musically on the balancing board of eternity.

Photographing and letting images play on playgrounds of an inner child, watching, walking, taking everything into account, details falling all around.

Always giving mind and intellect a place to be and enjoy life, touching and putting everything together so it can never be lost even when this poet is no longer living on this earth.

Sulking in waylaid options that cannot stand the test of time, living and wondering as life takes it all through dimensions and universes of subconsciousness.

Waiting in lines of talent, never to be discovered while alive, leading a solitary and dedicated experience in a solitary place and time in this world interiorly.