Making Life A Prism Of Color, Sound And Images Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Bongos being tapped in certain rhythms, feeling their total intensity stripping life and its past times aside, able to write and compose music and poetry.

Energy building higher with every sound of rhythms taking this poetical musician into depths of both areas, watching musical rhythms entering new heights not easily gotten to.

Rising energy, contemplating, making life a prism of color, sound and imagery, positive attitudes and moods being its end result.

Then beholding the view as life suddenly takes a turn and
soars into the heavens above with rhythms being attached and swept away.