Inner Sanctums Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Images inside views of yesterday
are quietly blowing kisses to me.

Taking in all the silence of this
day, filling my soul with a
passion unknown in life before.

Sending messages to and from inner
sanctums, tabulating the essence of
all that breathes within my soul.

Getting to my feet, sliding into
mind-sets, taking flight, expanding
imagination into outer dimensions of
life's tender, sorrowful moments.

Gathered closely and written from
each day that I am allowed to exist
on this earth.

(4/22/13)