'Letting Go, Watching' Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Tender heart filled with delicate emotions, standing
on the edges of life, no purpose except to exist for
a while longer.

Thoughts rippling along the surface of intellect, pro-
jecting visions onto sunsetical shores, following tides
rising and falling, being interjected by silent knowing
coming to light.

Wanton disregard floating about, unable to find anywhere
to grasp, a lone seafarer without hope, stranded in the
longevity of this life for however long it will continue.

Then at last letting go, watching as it flows into a
darkness that will never be known afterwards by anyone
in this life.