Awakening An Innate Sphere Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Ratcheting rhythms circling, taking place interiorly and
always having a really great time here at Buddy Stubbs
on a Saturday morning.

Rhythms being contained in depths of an interior solace,
wonder and excitement climbing, increasing exponentially,
loving the experience of music and its rhythms.

Curiosity being fed incessantly throughout the years in
music, awakening an innate sphere as its touching mind
and intellect with its knowledge and wisdom.