Finding Visions Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking into the eyes of the future, finding visions awaiting
my sight.

Calculating their distance in equations of rhythm, knowing
the length of time that it will take to become a truth and be
known for sure.

Totally becoming and living in a cellophane wrapper, being
hidden beneath the many types of ideas that are filling
intellect.

A consortium of categories al vibrant and alive with my
inner spirit.

Taking into consideration every nuance known to man in
depths of wisdom's realms.