RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Relying On Nothing


Tackling problems through an intellect of choice, selecting many purposes to alleviate past hurts and develop them into future hope and dreams until midnight's of life come to pass.
Singling out ideas inside of fields and deserts, alleviating stress and grief forever on horizons of another dimension.
Finding almost nothing to count on, learning to rely on nothing, but intuition and innate wisdom.
Learning always to seek answers from abstracted knowledge and tallying breathless energy from counting blessings into atmospheres of tomorrow.

Submitted: Saturday, April 20, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 02, 2013
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