Lonely Escapades Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Glockenspiel beats, tracking across pathways of mindful ideas
waiting in line.
Crossing boundaries of interior jungles, giving way to ongoing journeys of the past through images riding horses across the
desert.
Lonely escapades fulfilling the emptiness inherent in everyone's lives.
Digging deeply for mysterious thoughts of curiosity, shaking
off the abandonment of yesterday's abuse.
Taking on new dimensions of fragile beginnings, starting again
on further doorsteps to eternity.
Letting nothing get by - not even in the darkness of my soul.