Dusting Cobwebs Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Dusting off cobwebs of my mind, releasing thoughts caught up in delicate strings, holding me in for years.
Now, freedom has set in and given me wings to soar beyond myself and into skyways of everlasting peace.
Rushing into waterfalls, going over, free falling into emotions, letting them cover me intimately so I can write out of them.
Softly whispering into patterns of my mind, changing and altering them to fit a new generation of feelings.
Releasing inferior thoughts into my vast imagination, soaring into it's heights, nothing holding or clinging to me, giving me free rein for an eternity.