Wondering at the timidity and shyness always holding <br />on to me, never letting me leave their side. <br /> <br />Curbing my appetite for friendship of others, <br />preferring to always be in solitary thoughts of <br />details found in nature as I became one with it in <br />a solo journey down pathways, opening before me, <br />creating each one in turn. <br /> <br />Believing that it was my duty to continue writing in <br />a book alone, filling pages with thoughts filtered <br />and not shared with another soul throughout my entire lifetime. <br /> <br />Now taking what I have written and putting it <br />out to the unknown universe for it's opinion on just <br />how well I've done all this time on my solo journey. <br /> <br />Being placed in a vacuum of space, now knowing that <br />my passion for words of expression and solace have <br />paid off in comments given by poets and others <br />throughout the world.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-a-vacuum-of-space/
