Gathering Sensations Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mind wandering around the neighborhood outside my window, helping me to see sights closer in as I flow over them in imagination.
Gathering all sensations, letting them fill me to exceptional levels of perception, noticing rectangular angles and deepened circles of exploration.
Walking down the little streets, allowing everything to penetrate my being with it's deliberate essence, saturating my soul in scents of heavenly grace, sent to me from nature.