Museums Of Knowledge Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Success in mirrors, reflected in images from the
other side, become reality in minds of those who
dare to dream at length.
Paddling canoes filled with ideas, downstream on
waves of foam.
Rapidly touring ageless canyons never seen before
in time, momentarily elicited in visions of
exterior sounds.
Tomes of art venerate themselves in masterpieces
of intrinsic value, lasting in museums of knowledge
on walls of formulated brick essays.