Mathematically Fitting Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rightfully deciding to become a new thinker, finding my place
in the universe at last.

Fitting the puzzle like I was created just for that particular
space.

Knowing with a definite acknowledgement that I am here to make
a difference in this world, nothing anyone can do to change
that fact.

Allowing no bridges to collapse, finding the path that leads
to better understanding in life and chase after it until it
catches me in mid-air.

Blowing about, soaring into the atmosphere of intellect, being
activated by an intense desire of approval, seeing the steps
and puzzle pieces needed to complete the picture together with
others of like minds.

Wandering into the depths of interior voices, listening to
whispers and placing them all in an explicit interior domain
filled with wisdom and never let go of.

Dreaming into the future, seeing the landscapes and picturesque
beauty of tomorrow's beauty, complacently being realized in
outer spaces of humanity.

Solidly taking into depths of consideration all the aspects
and facets fitting together rhythmically in mathematical
formulas.