Closer To Edges Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Saddened recollections are forming in piles of stone, leaving
a remorsefulness attuned to inner circumferences of nature.

Walking along, going through forests of intense thought,
seeing and watching ideas forming in thin air, gaining
momentum through intellect and a mind of innate talent.

Grasping delicately, all of the essences of each one,
protecting them with an aura of beauty, unfolding in the
areas of knowledge.

Succumbing to interior desires of life, always sitting on the
back burners, turning towards the final horizon, as it travels
closer to edges of life.

A feeling of relief fills me calmly and peacefully, living
two lives at the same time is a wonderful experience and I
appreciate them both preciously together.