Mourning's Sun Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Moving to rhythms enfolding me within their souls,
giving a happiness and cheer through their placement
of notes and tones within this heart.

Playing music with a mood of intense attitudes forming
in intellect, allowing a strength of character to become
itself in every rhythm, sending messages to a brain.

Illuminating the essence and purpose of all of life here
and now, not waiting for death's embrace.

A warmth forming around this heart, touching innermost
feelings of my soul, walking into bright lights of
mourning's sun, holding teardrops of sorrow carefully so
I won't lose any of the memories they so preciously hold
throughout life.