Pulling Aside Mystic Curtains Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Nighttime thoughts seem to be manifested in dreams that try to
figure out their meaning somehow, mystic curtains are pulled
aside while this mind travels through space and time.

Going into dimensions of inner universes where a huge collection
of knowledge is being held and treasured, free from the frailty
of being human.

A sacred place where innate talent, wisdom and knowledge are
the only factors that can enter mind and intellect, curious
circumstances that intrigue and whet this curious appetite.