Chambers Of Eternity Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Bridges spanning acres of mentality, possessed by no
one on this earth.

Walking, growing steadily inside, becoming someone
other than myself.

Leaving clues behind as faint reminders of the past,
alluding to them once in a great while in passing
conversations.

Quiet time gently hugged in inner chambers, forgotten
by all others on a new plain.

Inner domains, off limits except for a few, wending
pathways to an ever-increasing turmoil inside.

Spinning, losing altitude, falling quickly, silently
into the pool of everlasting emptiness, set up to
lose.

Wandering through chambers of eternity, qualifying
slowly how I am to live life.

Managing to survive from one day to the next,
uneventful rest predicts which shore I alight upon.

Sturdily grasping at waves of non-complacency,
forever turning inward, looking for the strength
needed.

Carefully planning where to place this one mark in
life, confidently feeling peaceful, at home with
self, situating life to fulfill my sole purpose on
earth, so I may soon leave it behind.