Randomly selecting things to look at, being comfortably
contented with what I choose.
Intellectually finding walkways to outer limits of
existence, always enjoying the time spent in doing so.
Unlikely aspects of tomorrow never do sneak up behind
me, they just come straight on, so I have no fear
building up beforehand.
A total freedom in mind, maneuvering a lifetime of
independence, allowing my soul to soar into new heights
of poetical license.
RoseAnn V. Shawiak
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/soaring-into-new-heights/
