Going Over The Edge Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Walking down the streets of an interior life, going over
it's edges just to explore, curiosity getting the best
of me each time.

Automatic and blinding, a deeper bluened light filling
my entire being with an absolute knowledge, amazing
facts of life given somehow through osmosis.

Thinking that's how it must feel, thoughts building
themselves, becoming deeper and fuller, truths shining
ever brighter.

Wiping out the lies and illusions being perpetrated by
liars, a wonderful experience filled with pure and whole-
some ideas across the board.

Spreading wisdom across my mind like icing on a cake,
giving feelings of pleasurable glee like a child, loving
this particular dimension within me.

Willing to continue going over the edge, into canyons
and ravines of Divine light for it is absolutely amazing
and feels like the right thing to do.