Blessing Intellect Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Walking out of the past and into the destiny of fate,
wondering, curious, at what will be found there waiting
for me.

Transient thoughts are fielding propositions constantly,
so imagination can fortify this inner being with a
strengthening of energy.

Blessing intellect with an abundance of ideas, giving
them freedom to roam and explore inner depths.

Finding what they are made of, one day becoming the
future reality of inventions, never letting anything
mar their experiences of fate and destiny.