Austere Solace Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Finally listening to beautiful scents of melody's
moods, timing life with it's musical scores, and
bringing an austere solace to my mind.
Figuratively existing in a space of rhythm,
enjoying it's mathematical equations with an absolute
energy and an overwhelming curiosity to learn more
of what's behind many compositions of eternity.
Always thinking of unusual images as they are created
in measures and beats of rhyme and music.