Whispers Of Ancient Parables Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Reading my mind from photographic screens, seeing the
future painted in beautiful pictures, expressing every
detail and showing truths of this life.

Keeping thoughts equally in depths of unknown knowledge,
so personally and challenging, incessantly held onto,
as every word is written quickly onto pages of prose.

Whispers of ancient parables sink deeply within,
satisfying the beauty of every other dimension that has
opened it's doors to intellect.