Counting Out Existence Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Listening to the tick tock of time down the hall, counting out
existence in tunnels and passages through the years, bringing
me into realms of subconsciousness where people rarely dare enter.

Loving the adventure and excitement of learning new things, ful-
filling destiny's purpose totally with inspiration coming from
depths of imagination and reality.

Changing and rearranging calibers of mathematical equations to
fit poetical rhythms from the inside out, collecting scattered
ideas into spheres to be used later on in life.