Riding Towards Destiny
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Sounds of an Indian drummer taking me away on a galloping
horse into tomorrow's sunset, filling my mind with wonder-
ful pictures of light and joy.
Riding quickly towards destiny, at times resting, leaning
back in the saddle, mind wandering into thought patterns
designing themselves as I continue riding forward.
Finding satisfaction, soothing rhythms and picturesque
landscapes through imagination, watching carefully as I
write them into poems.
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