Seeing Positive Sights Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Romping and roving throughout imagination, having a great time
doing sok, ordinary and mundane are never part of my intellect's
vocabulary when engrossed in music surrounding my mind.

Joyfully finding rhythms that soothe and entice every fiber of
my being, tenderly touching the essence of my spirit, watching
as my mind and intellect descend into a bluened light.

There I write incessantly throughout this little life of mine,
beginning and ending in the fullness of every single moment
that comes into sight.

Always seeing positive sights as I walk forward into the next
time and dimension of destiny's environment, unfolding before
intellect in a magnificent display of creativeness.