12: 49 p.m. <br />White clouds, floating across this open-ended mind, <br />seeing through senses being blinded by their light. <br /> <br />Accumulating passion and essence from every avenue <br />of rhythm, searching for beauty being placed on <br />interior screens. <br /> <br />Photographically placing energy of rhythms in these <br />allotted spaces of time, increasing possibilities, <br />filling hearts with promises to become reality <br />tomorrow. <br /> <br />White clouds absorbing this mind, taking it into <br />lights of heaven this moment, an everlasting peace <br />set in the cortex of this brain. <br />12: 50 p.m. <br /> <br /> (10/25/14)<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/increasing-possibilities/
