Secluding Self Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mornings brighten my day with their clear reflections of sunlight,
pointedly touching my being, energizing it with plenty of Vitamin
D3.
Feeling warm love enveloping me in a cocoon of intellect, as I
wander around, trying to research wisdom and make it a part of my
imagination.
Leading always into subconscious realms of thought, I willingly
follow it wherever it may stray.
Longing for midnight ventures to end my days on earth, I
continually search for openings to seclude myself beyond vision.