RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Final Picture - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Stepping up into an atmosphere of mystery and intrigue,
finding it perplexing, seeing many pieces of puzzles
scattered throughout the universe.
Having to go about picking up end pieces, trying to put
together a framework, placing the rest of the pieces
Taking time, locating each in a far corner or distant
place, perhaps lying upon a memory or image from the past.
In the end, finding every piece, none of them missing, a
final picture of life created from mystery and intrigue,
fulfilling our existence on this earth.
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