Relating Things Not Meant To Be Together Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Every little thing that's being thought finds its way into mind
and intellect, rousing curiosity that wants to be expressed in
formulas of life.

Their equations automatically being absorbed and becoming part
of this mere poet, sliding along skyways of a rhythm meant for
only one.

Writing poetry to strains of music, relating things that aren't
meant to be together, yet musical rhythms combines them as one
and they become another being.

Finding a new and challenging life in a sphere of intellectual
development, moving faster and faster into twilight where they
will soon be absorbed into poetry.