Energy Of An Interior Spiritual Life Alone Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Lying back in a beautiful landscape, writing and creating
many portraits of nature and self as the two become one
while writing.

Looking down at the table, seeing reflections of whatever
is surrounding this poet in its depths below, clouds now
appearing, drifting across the sky.

Fascinating, tempting mind and intellect in many senses
that automatically record it all on an interior photographic
screen.

Memories all through this lifetime being saved and preserved
for future volumes of poetry, watching as musical rhythms
keep on going.

Taking this poetical brain on many adventures, discovering
so many various topics of things in this life, always being
surprised at how many thoughts, ideas touch this mind.

Creating volumes of poetry in years of living and dying,
coming back once again to live in the energy of an interior
spiritual life alone.