Hidden In Catacombs Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Racing faster into another atmosphere, finding beauty
that has been hidden there for centuries within cata-
combs, wanting to be known, yet no one has discovered
them until now.

Believing and figuring out how they're coded and when
to use them in mathematical equations to define the
center of an inner universe.

Giving pleasure that fulfills me entirely throughout
days of my lifetime, always being tantalized, and
allured by a mysterious essence of another universe.

Never walking out and around, focusing only on the
equations that are being constantly defined through
intellect.

Entering domains that no one else has ever been able
to attain in this life, enjoying being the only one
who can do it.

A solo journey taking me down paths to freedom and a
total liberty, giving my soul a distinct way to get
to heaven.