RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Preparing Intellect - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Following trails into lonely forests, going into meadows
of clarified thoughts.
Finding the anticipation of an enticing motivation, ever
and always preparing intellect.
Giving the energy of another aspect of interior realms,
seen now in the farthest corners of a darkened image.
Unfolding and opening like a blossom into the glory of
the Divine, openly.
Allowing intellect to pick up on every aspect as it is
being brought forth and elicited into the atmosphere.
Another brilliant propensity of curiosity's knowledge,
overtly containing beauty of our future's humanity.
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