Open To Explanations Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Smallness of someone contained in a particle far from
everyone else.
Lonely because of needing to be alone.
Withdrawing to shores of intensity, knowing the
impositions it places on others.
Caring not an iota, needing to adhere to inspiration
in life's abode.
Searching, finding all sorts of treasures being exposed
in melodies as assorted as millions of boxes of
chocolates.
Never stationary, mind roaming the universe, always
open to everything explaining itself.