Quest For Answers Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Trickling down into my mind, a quest for answers to the
meaning of life anchors itself delicately to imagination.
Unfortunately all thoughts conquer consciousness and leave
it stranded and alone in far corners of earth.
Living according to God, always trying to be a saint, while
failing miserably, because I'm only human.
Still, writing unceasingly, constantly in contemplative
stations, produces many theories of life.
All of them still unanswered and soaring in my mind with no
where to land except in this poem.