Kept In Wisdom's Drawers Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Surrounded by close-knit images, talking silently to me, wanting to escape and be written about.
Selecting from millions of abstracted thoughts, putting them together like puzzles, making sure they make sense and are meaningful to an insightful mind.
Kept sacred in wisdom's drawers, used only for what their purpose is needed.
Invisible to everyone, encased solitarily alone, confined to brain cells with no exits, except through this pen and paper.