Memory's Avenues Of Purpose Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Today listening to future lines of poetry, writing them down in
a poetry journal at Dr. L's, waiting for a weekly I.V., enjoying
this time of being alone in the waiting room.

Alone even though there are other people here, but when listening
to music this poet goes deeply into a bluened light where no one
else is able to follow.

Totally being at peace, intellect taking this mind down "avenues
of purpose" that carry with it memories of the past, being carried
into the future on wings of prayer.

Being helped through an interior spiritual life, a special grace
and blessing given by God when conceived, forever grateful to Him
even unto the end of this life.