Separating Life From Death Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Beating out staccato rhythms, filling me with
effervescent emblems of a spiritual mind-set.

Going into all types of environments, separating
life from death, living in both of it's possibilities
as I walk solitarily along pathways through the years.

Patterns are sewn from concepts and ideas, binding
themselves in intellect along with imagination.

Special and beautiful images coming through an essence
that is beyond this life, able to participate in it's
lively benefits towards mankind.

So intense and illuminating, giving thoughts a way to
expand and proliferate, an inordinate amount of ideas
always infiltrating my mind.