Realms Of Individuality Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Solitary thoughts sprout within an interior garden that
is continually blossoming from ideas and concepts.

Following intellect into realms of individuality, where
everything comes together and is totally innate through-
out life.

Picturing and knowing every idea that comes through this
mind, knowing outcomes when finally put together ahead
of time, believing in an innate knowledge that has brought
them in to my mind.

People are hesitant to believe, yet it is the nature of
my being to grasp abstracts, concepts, ideas, picturing
them entirely within from beginning to end.

Not ever having to do the work in between, because it has
already been seen through intellect.