Born Purpose Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gravity holding me to earth, yet my mind is far away,
soaring in heaven, unafraid of visions that appear in
constant remembering.

A loving and energetic beauty, soft and soothing, always
generating an image of intellect as it rises into an
atmosphere of wisdom.

Having finally achieved it in incessant words of know-
ledge, as they open minds of anyone who reads them in
the twilight of their intense vibrant essence.

Filled with passion that engulfs me in sincere beauty
and sources of life which no one can take from me.

Wonder and awe fulfilling the purpose that I was born
to be.