An Interior Space Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Locating my heartbeat in a flowing rhythm, sensing it's
essence in my soul as it fits me perfectly right now.

So far, going deeply into depths of an interior space
of contemplation, enjoying my favorite pastime, writing
poetry.

Feeling an abundant energy touching my brain, sparking
it with an imaginative electricity, charging it to the
utmost.

Taking me into heights of peculiar areas of the brain,
watching grey matter surrounding what I'm doing,
absorbing it completely and enjoying doing so.

Now a part of the brain that can never be separated
from what is there permanently.

Just taking the incident in stride and loving the
alignment of my mind as it adheres permanently in my
imaginative mind.