Living On Edges Of Time Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Running through forests of imagination, following many
intuitive directions into the future of my destiny.

Fulfilling intense desires of an interior life while
exhausting self in endeavors that consume me.

Always living on edges of time, listening to rhythms as
they fall between lines of poetry that I'm writing.

Escaping boring routines of life through imaginative
pathways I create myself in edges of time.

Focusing on intimate details of tomorrow's moments
with those whom I love and cherish, for nothing else
matters in life.