Hibernating Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

1: 40 p.m.
Investigating depths of inner thoughts, hibernating
in a subconscious mind, having a joyful time, sending
many vibrant ideas into intellect.

Giving my brain a workout for the time being, listening
to the rhythms coming out of hiding and playing in
compositions that I am now composing to be played in
instrumental concerts of the future.

Enjoying the beauty of it's interior solitude, as it
lovingly caresses my mind, nothing can surpass the
wonder, curiosity and awe of innate gifts.

As I delve constantly into their depths, keeping my
soul and spirit alive for the short time I will be here.
1: 43 p.m. 3/27/14 RoseAnn V. Shawiak