RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Nature's Opera - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Sitting in the shade of a beautiful old tree, writing,
listening to Bach on my Walkman, watching shadows dance
and jump about from the corner of my eye.
Lively, anticipating the coolness blowing across my face,
seeing the beauty conquered by nature in wonderful splendor.
Voice of nature blends in with the music of Bach, helping
to create poetry, holy and sacred within.
Operatic voices, singing to music in Italian, totally
refreshes my mind and leaves me feeling very peaceful.
All the world has disappeared as I write and become one
with my little inner universe.
There are no interruptions here, no demands or questions,
being myself for fractious moments in time, filled with awe
and wonder, much like a little child.
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