Unsheltered Minds Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Light shines down from above, uncertainly sitting upon
earth, waiting to be claimed to sit before the hearth
of love.

Striving for perfection, finding that it's not a perfect
world, being disappointed is the only sound that's heard.

Following paths least traveled, kicking up a wanderer's
dust, scattering it across the world.

Leaving tiny holes of doubt, spreading through unsheltered
minds, love slips out.

Finding no wisdom - no knowledge - of what life has begun
to be about.

Talking incessantly to oneself, never getting any answers,
turning about, facing death, asleep forever in life's
eternal doubts.