Enjoying Interior Sensations Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Every day we sweat the little things instead of saving our
worry and energy for the bigger ones that are sure to come
into our existence.

Following pathways being created by sight, taking us away,
never looking back, enjoying the sensations of interior
life.

Never letting it disappear, keeping it always so close,
sharing it all with everyone who reads poetry in their life
time.

Seeing how people think and taking words to heart, amazing
everyone no end in this garden of poetical Eden.

Swelling with a humble pride, happy to be able to touch so
many people in the existence of life.

No other place will be good enough, except the one where we
glide along, enjoying and soaring ourselves into verses of
poetry.