Depths Of My Soul Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Beating out the rhythm of nature in quiet solitude, no mistakes to worry about.
Jumping quickly back and forth through levels and dimensions of
untoward imagination.
Adopting different stances, correcting attitudes as they
participate unwillingly in this repartee of thoughts.
Slipping and sliding through heavenly blue skies, using creative images, feeling their pleasure, being soothed into complacence.
Permitting depths of my soul plenty of room to stretch and
grow.
Experiencing it's boundless energies as it breaks through
barriers beyond existence.
Loving the feelings of serenity as I watch, never wishing to
return to thoughts of earth.