Exploding Colors Of Rhythms Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

An energy now filling my being through rhythms, capturing
my intellect and mind, sensations and vibrations filling
me fully.

Letting me feel the freedom of my soul, taking me further
into heights and depths of an inner universe, opening and
enticing me to come into it's exploding colors or rhythm.

Scents and aromas will fill me with their textures, grow-
ing, nourishing, blossoming into the daughter of God's
that I've always been.

Serene, being soothed spiritually as I find my way through
the pain and suffering of this temporary world, letting it
slide like water off a duck's back.