Enlivening Attack Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Taking a stroll on a Sunday morning, watching the sun rise,
taking me into a positive mood, enlivening attitude and
intellect as curiosity raises it's head.

Wanting to be exercised and relieved with answers to it's
many questions, nothing ever chasing away it's appetite,
having passages of it's essence always opened.

Ready to accept anything that I learn about in this earthly
life, swirling memories taken up in spheres that organize
every thought.

Compartmentalizing everything compactly so as not to lose
any of what intellect grasps innately through intellect's
knowledge and wisdom.