Alone With Intellectual Creativity Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Swinging back and forth to tempos of rhythms being
listened to, finding joy in notes and sounds, lift-
ing spirits with uplifting melodies and harmonies.

Delving quietly into depths of my poetical essence,
shutting out the world to be alone with an intell-
ectual creativity where life is effortless.

Giving pleasure and satisfaction to my being, feel-
ing serenity as it flows slowly and evenly through
me with rhythms soothing and calming me interiorly.

Lonely, but never lonesome, for within the bluened
light, signs and visions continually come to mind
from the Divine.

Precious, special, fascinating, they give intellect
the purpose it needs to carry on through life and
inspiring this mere poet into further dimensions.