Fingertips Of My Mind Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Reading books and poetry in my mind that I've written
myself through the years, having saved them on photo-
graphic screens.

Holding videos also of everything I've ever seen or
done on earth, drifting through spaces of an interior
life.

Looking for paradise, knowing that I'm close, living
in a bluened atmosphere that keeps me near, touching
it with fingertips of my mind.

Essence of love and compassion surrounding my being
as I lie in the arms of God, rivers running past,
filled with holy and pure grace.

Clouds passing overhead, sprinkling their peace upon
my being, gentle breezes blowing innate knowledge and
wisdom, fanning them as they enter intellect.

Beauty and serenity totally soothing my being with an
effervescent feeling of illumination as I continue to
read books and poetry in my mind.

Knowing that I've written all of them and will be
writing in the future, all of it contained and being
created continually throughout my life.