Escaping Life's Turmoil

Rescuing feelings that are drowning at sea, saving and portraying them in poems of life, eventually. Picking up diamonds and snowflakes in fields of imagina- tion, pasting them onto a canvas filled with poetical words, meanings and sentences. A whole world of intense beauty is being created right now, no one else noticing as I do so. Invisible, quietly, taking a restful period of serenity to give solitude that I have been needing the entire day. Getting away from impulses of anger and abuse, freeing self totally so I may freely and indulgently come into my own world of poetical essence and integrity. No one bothering me, escaping a life of turmoil for moments at a time, enjoying and tasting an inner strength returning rapidly. Having had to be energized by nature, filling interior batteries with a fluid and bluened aura, penetrating and giving an absolute tranquility to my soul. It's desperately needed to keep in touch with the days of my life on earth.