Unknown Horizons Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Resting alongside life for moments in time,
contemplating horizons in dimensions unknown,
yet are found within me constantly.

Prized possessions fill me with joy and happiness
because no one can take them from me, they are
part and parcel of my soul.

Only one translation, one interpretation, can be
formed from my mind, no way for anyone to steal
what they cannot see or understand.

Secure in this knowledge, I fill blank books with
poems taken from this inner atmosphere of
imagination.

Blending with nature, filling my environment with
picturesque beauty and visions to take out and look
at whenever I want.

Yet, no one else can see what I see unless it's written
down in poetry for them to see and read.