Auras Of Musical Interludes Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Silence being awakened by a fiddler as he suddenly blares
out into the room in a perfect melody, taking us on a
journey, unfolding the beauty of life.

Seeing it in many measures of chords and technical rhythms,
racing past ordinary things in life and going for the gusto
of new and wonderful expressions in harmonies.

Filling our minds with an energy that continues to move for-
ward into the evening, placing our minds and intellects into
the center of every rhythm.

All of them coded in mathematical formulas in order to find
and identify them with prose and poetry being written along
with their tones, notes, and tempos.

Carefully making everyone's mind to come and be anchored so
explicitly in auras of musical interludes, now holding this
mere poet to the words being expressed.