Comfortable With Self Alone Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rhythms taking their place in intellect, filled with an innate
ingenuity that fits my mind like a glove, wishing and hoping
to always be this comfortable with myself interiorly.

Laughter abiding quietly inside, never taking life seriously,
letting it go by, striding through every circumstance and
situation throughout life.

Feelings and emotions always tantalizing, mind curious as to
how they occupy my being so thoroughly and exactly, where do
they abide when I'm not feeling them.

These questions and many more fill this mind indefinitely,
taking me into depths of innate knowledge and wisdom without
any effort at all.