Without Preconceived Ideas Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Silently, steadily, walking into depths of reality
without any preconceived ideas to haunt me in life.

Reaching into an atmosphere, searching for incessant
blessings of an interior spirituality.

Finding the essence of everything, seeing treasures
of preciousness that never cease to amaze me.

Nothing comparing to the souls of human beings as
they continually live and die.

Having existed in this temporary lifetime, doing
what they can or are able to.

Beautiful and enticing, continually using innate
knowledge to energize beings around them, loving and
totally compassionate throughout life.