Sublime Enlightenment Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking shyly into the future, seeing a plenitude of energy, positively forming itself into modes of expression.
Sending signals, omens of good sense, towards an imaginative reality, sliding always in front of my sight.
Leaving nothing to chance, beginning on every level with no thoughts, just writing whatever comes down the lines of intellect.
Forging, hopefully into wisdom's avenues so it may be shared with others not so fortunate when it comes to genial intensity.
Turning ahead, allowing some sort of rhythm to coallesce in ideal thought, partaking of immeasurably sublime enlightenment.
Taking care to always move in circumspect directions, enveloping it all into prose.