Leaving No Indications Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rushing quietly into reasoning and logic, hoping to find
mysteries to be solved mathematically in spheres of meth-
odology being translated through coded rhythms.

Leaving no indications of where mind and intellect were
roaming about, delicate, intricate - many impossibilities
unfolding into a creative process of wonder and beauty.

Having no competition at all in this life, dreams and
their visions reflecting positions of reality through
positive attitudes, bringing about moods of the same.