Running Backwards Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Coming full cycle, throttle opened wide, steering straight
towards a wide range of mountains.

Seeing the environment settled into an inner view of life-
times spent on the road.

Traveling, listening to sounds that follow and entice my
entire being.

Thoughts rattling around, giving feelings of intense happi-
ness and joyful emotions.

Always running backwards, trying to stay away from pathways
leading into the future destiny of my being, tossing it to
the winds of fate before me.