Absolution Of Sorts Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Solo feelings being stirred in depths of music while writing,
beats counting times this heart beats in tune with rhythms of
life.

Being satisfied in throes of musical interludes as they trav-
erse neural pathways in this being, traveling always in synch
with heartfelt emotions of living and breathing.

Expecting nothing less from interior spirits being attuned to
melodies and harmonies, leaving room for individual interpreta-
tions of each and every one of us.

Everyone seeming to hear the same exact music and rhythms yet
we hear them according to our feelings, emotions and how chall-
enged they are in throes of measures of time and space.

Piano taking them by the hand, allowing each of them to take
their places in individual hearts and minds, an absolution of
sorts through perfection of music given us from heaven above,
a special gift to keep us in tune with God.