Cherished Treasures Of Rhythms Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Cherished Treasures Of Rhythms



Genuine rhythms now stepping up, wanting to be heard entirely, no matter what anyone might think.

Reaching out, taking hold of treasures being cherished in the grasp of an intelligence being.

Learning about the interior meanings of life itself in this moment of an intense and conciliatory sight of rhythms.

Jumping up and down, practicing steps that will take one all about the room in time with the music.

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