Scents Of Being Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Scents Of Being



Thinking ideas while seeing horizons beyond eyes of
penetration, enveloping each iota of cognitive
mosaics in turn.
Accumulating wise anonymity on verges of paradise,
petals of roses glide into view with fragrant scents
of being.

(8: 52 p.m. - 12/12/08)

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