Touching Intellect Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Angles and beauty fall silently into my mind, touching
intellect with an absorbing feeling of intense knowledge.

Reasoning is being acutely and keenly attuned to the
rhythm's I am listening to, as a reality penetrates that
side of a brain that mathematically produces the excitement
of chemical formulas and physics.

Acutely being transformed from coded messages into sublime
and profound thoughts, energizing imagination many times
over and spilling it all out onto photographic screens.

Where they can then be matched and placed into the products
they will eventually become, to help and serve all of mankind
for the humane treatment of everyone in existence.