Finding Reality Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Inspiration coming at me from every side through
senses of being and living.

Trailing through angel dust, lying on floors of
clouds, easing me into realms of musical endeavors,
giving me a twist of fate as I slowly fade into
another existence.

Finding reality in spaces and traces of tears, as
I follow paths towards steps into the future of
destiny.

Calling to my senses, waking up with flowers,
sprinkling me with their heavenly aromas and scents,
finally able to write.