Rhythms striking this mind, fulfilling landscapes of <br />intellect as they beat incessantly against my brain. <br /> <br />Forfeiting nothing, being given strength of another <br />decade to live and become a purpose in life, that's <br />always been pursued. <br /> <br />Never letting anything get away, just keeping it under <br />wraps where it can always be lit by imagination. <br /> <br />Swerving and twisting into pastures of another dimension, <br />finding beauty everlasting, in flowers that are found <br />there. <br /> <br />Never disappearing into the atmosphere, staying closely <br />together, not being separated ever in this world. <br /> <br />Beginnings are standing and walking onward into depths <br />of many varied locations, taking the best life has to <br />offer. <br /> <br />Using it all in ink put upon papers, blank in poetical <br />books of tomorrow, up until now.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poetical-books-of-tomorrow/
