Interior Life's Library Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Interior Life's Library



Stashing my mind among the political arena all morning has
gotten to be too much, now I need to settle back and write.

Relaxing in the library of my interior life, reading on
photographic screens what will lift my spirits and take me
further into a deep universe.

There I can be at peace, contemplating the world I know and
love.

Monday, January 26, 2015
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