Forming Poetry Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Strengthening my mind, exercising it through intellect
and imagination.

Thoughts constantly and incessantly being developed,
concepts formed and a delicate balance kept perfectly.

Nothing lost in the interim, life proceeding down many
avenues and alleys, moving forward.

Going into fields and valleys of spheres in another
dimension.

Beauty and nature blending together to form poetry in
depths of my being.

Lifting spirits, soaring into heaven with wings of the
Divine, holding me the whole time.