Essence Of A Culture Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Krishna dancers, singing to a steady, low beat with a lively
spirit, showing the beauty that is of India.

A tangent feeling of incessant beating of hearts, taking care
to become a part of nature as one in diversity.

Beautiful language being sung instrumentally with a fortitude
of inner energy and a placid sense of desire.

All culminating in the essence of a culture that I have never
really known about.