Interior Wonderland Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Playing instrumentally throughout this night, elating
my soul, going into depths of an interior wonderland,
finding nothing but a silence of rhythms.

Rocking and shaking me to the core of my being, losing
myself, solace now filling me thoroughly, living in a
place of my own.

Enjoying being on my own again, fooling around with
rhythms as they continue to tease and uplift me into
another atmosphere far from this earth.