Twilight Areas Of Intellect Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Spending evenings on my own, loving to delve into an
interior life of my soul.

Inspired and delighted to be alone with it's quiet,
brilliant thoughts throughout years of life.

Rainbows of beauty appear like diamonds in the night,
solemn, quiet and shimmering in twilight areas of
intellect.

Searching through the atmosphere, wanting to satisfy
curiosity of my being without disturbing the light
held closely treasured in my soul.