Solo Journeys Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Walking slowly, stepping in time with natural innate
rhythms, watching everything beat in time in every
place and space of momentary desire.
Every breath taken fills us with exquisite pleasure
of living and we contemplate our births through daily
images taken in visions of sight - intuitively.
Instinct gathers within and we progress quietly into
our futures, living inside of each and every moment
alone, isolated, walking slowly on our solo journeys.