Playing Games In The E.R. Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Evenly living in the wonder and awe given through
curiosity throughout life, rejoicing and finding
an interior life alive and well.

Walking into the fantasy of imagination, holding
hands with reality, blending the two with ease as
I race back and forth.

Playing games with them both while sitting here
in a hospital emergency room once again, entertain-
ing self, tired of this boring little detail in life.

Wanting and expecting so much more from life as I
walk pathways of my own creation, silently quiet,
finding fun and inner laughter.

Touching my soul with it's reverberations, giving
hope and joy everlastingly on this temporary earth
I call home.