RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Saving Time - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Stepping into the center of life, finding it's
intensity intriguing intellect, collecting every
detail absorbed through an innate curiosity.
Saving time, placing it in measures of music to
be taken out and played when my own minutes have
Seething with inner energy, letting it filter
through the transient being of intellect, as it
recollects my entire lifetime.
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