Spirit - Filled Puzzles Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Life has become an everlasting image on vertical
horizons, allowing reflection and reasonableness
to enter our little spheres of lifetime joy and
sorrow.
Filtering rays of sun and moon shine upon us,
penetrating our minds, bringing about past and
present images to tantalize our beings with
spirit-filled puzzles.
Allowing us to put together, lives we choose to
picture and live within - our orbs of self-
absorption.
Reality created by our own imaginations, turning
us inside out, facing our futures with many doubts
and unsureties, because we opted for puzzle pieces
we weren't really sure of.