Exhilarating All Senses Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Realizations of living a solitary life affecting this being,
others pointing out that in fact this poet has no ego to
speak of.

It seems because all that is done comes straight from the
heart and never is expected to be given in return, a never-
ending blessing being given and returned a hundredfold.

Throughout this life, inspiration innately, with no effort,
playing a sing-song rhythm playing interiorly, bringing this
poet into spiritual depths beyond others thinking.

Creating and developing thoughts constantly, mind racing
through measures of notes, rests and time, exhilarating
all senses to the utmost.

Touching feelings and emotions in passageways of innate
talent that are forever opened beyond this earthly life,
wonder and beauty finding their way into lines of prose.

Composing upon many sheets of music, also being composed
through the years without anyone at all noticing, except
once when playing piano in a deserted lobby.

Having sat down at the piano, placing fingers on the keys
and just like when writing, started playing and composing
while sitting there.

When done, getting ready to leave, clapping coming from all
around the room; so many loving what this poet/musicianhad
just composed right in front of everyone.