Finding My Way Alone Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Deep in slumber, dreaming of my future, wondering in
sleep, what will unfold in thought.
Capturing every nuance, holding it delicately within
creative, imaginative figures of speech.
Glorifying all of life in poetical form for everyone
to read one day when I have walked across sands of
life entering another dimension, free of error and
fear.
Until I can roam the heavens I am here within, finding
my way alone.

(8: 03 p.m. - 11/28/09)