Transcending Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Deeply in contemplation, transcending life itself to look through mirrors at new dimensions outside our fields of vision.
Sighting a myriad of levels, scattered throughout the universe, thrown like jacks and waiting to be picked up in a mathematical progression. In order to find the existence of it's beginning in a rhythmic stance on the edge of intellect's ending and at the point of death's final curtain.