Taking Time To Finish My Story Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Senses feeling a lonely sadness penetrating my being,
taking me into a bluened light where I find peace
that tides me over for the time being.

When life becomes much to difficult to handle, taking
creative routes away from the population, needing to
be alone.

Finding direction again in the purpose of my life, a
crucial and critical wave of behavior that tends to
hide and keep me from knowing myself at times.

Hiding in breezes of nature, hoping they will refresh
and renew my sense of being, at least for a while,
giving me time to finish my story on earth in poetry.