An Endless Journey Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Swallowing bitter tasting aspects of life as it pulls
me forward, even when I don't want to go.
Traveling alone on an endless journey, turning every-
thing, done and seen into poetry to suit my interior
mind's soul.
Completely and totally immersed in intense thoughts,
coming to intellect incessantly and constantly.
Always insisting on being heard, never stopping for
any reason, being alive in my existence, no excuses
given or taken.
A beautiful aura surrounding me as I proceed down
walkways to the end of my life.
Enjoying the sights as I pass by everything in stride.