Intellect's Prowess Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Pressure of life pressing me into petals of blossoms
inherent in life, forging pathways of delight into
the essence of being.

Light emanating into spheres, sitting patiently in
my mind, awaiting stimulation to strike an ember.

Getting thoughts revolving in rhythms of tantamount
importance, coded and entwined in every flex of muscle
that ideas protrude into.

So much having to be enlightened in times of illumination
of intellect and it's prowess.