Nothing Escaping Interior Purposes Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Watching, telescoping ideas as they gather
in intellect, separating and joining them
with conceptual abstractions entirely.

Nothing escaping an interior purpose of
mind as thoughts proliferate and increase
exponentially in time.

Leading innate knowledge into realms of an
interior imagination and reality, solving
abstract equations of coded rhythms.

Enjoying the challenge more so than cross-
word puzzles or sudoku.