Discerning Freedom Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Thinking, deeply in contemplation, on shores of life
as it's waves lap upon my brain, whetting it's appetite
with learning, searching, imagination.
A freedom of certain discernment, an elation of purity
from my soul and interior life.
Standing on edges, looking in, finding new and exciting
desert plains arising.
Thought taking me on voyages throughout patterns, mazes, mosaics, allowing everything to be rearranged to suit my
fancy and to be written down in poems on pages of eternity.