Interior Development Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Settling into a reverie, solemnly listening to
heartbeats climb around in intellect, trying to
set all of it's brightened illumination, coming
from an interior light, shining from my soul.
Setting fire to imagination, I delve into the
abysses of interior development, hoping to be
situated in it's midst, where all of my life can
just be what it was meant to be.
Challenging intellect to a friendly dual of words
and insightful meanings.
Showing them all to people in little poems.