Quest Of Living Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Quest Of Living



Tripping down lanes of drums, beating rhythms of my heart, skipping up and down chords of beautiful particles of nature.
Being enhanced daily by the enormous quest of living, always correcting and absorbing the essences of everything imagination holds within me.
Sensing all factions as they are divulged intrepidly in quiet aptitudes of being.

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Oblivion

Empty corridors lengthening before me as I age into oblivion,
weaving throughout rhythms and melodies of life's existence.
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