Riding Winds Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Wounded deeply from past abandonment, torn from the fabric
of life, left in tatters and rejected, far from being.

An urgency not needed, wanting only to travel pathways
that are open to interior curiosity, exercising the will of
my mind.

Riding winds of diversity, enjoying seeing many different
aspects in other cultures and nationalities.

Strength in the face of life's turmoil, keeping me afloat,
no matter the amount and intensity of trials that still
await my presence.

Taking steps to go outside boundaries and limits of others,
breaking through them all with a stubborn will, kept always
in store so I cannot be taken in by the cowardly corruption
of jealous people.