Loving How Rhythms Control Movements Invisibly Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rising up and down, taking a seat then getting right back up,
loving how rhythms control our movements invisibly, yet they
fit the perfection of literature also at the same time.

Loving how all of it fits together like a picture puzzle that
never quits, just keeps getting larger and brighter so every-
one can see it as it finalizes a portrait.

That particular imagery has formed in this poetical mind, slow-
ly, then racing forward, bringing everything to a conclusion in
a poem through music.

Its intense rhythms fully and completely fulfilling beauty of
a universal language in an ever-lasting statement to the world,
all of humanity being a part and parcel of it.