Countering Impossibilities Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gathering particles and fibers of being, allowing them
each to grow in their own times, flowering in interior
universes, their scents filling this mind with wonderful
aromas.

Nothing else on earth will ever become anything other
than what it is meant to be, that is what I hear often
in inner whispers, yet I counter impossibilities with
a positive and open-ended mind.

Thinking outside the box, throwing it away, so I do not
have to be hindered by limitations put on me by others
who have already closed their minds with their very first
thoughts, allowing them to think that they cannot do it.