Pockets Of Music Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Inner desires being fulfilled with pockets of music turned inside-out
every day, playing to their hearts content.
Whispering words as they play, my mind quietly spreads the peacefulness of each song across the wide expanse of intellect.
Succeeding totally, to integrate existing sounds with what I am receiving within imagination's details, while holding onto the exquisite stamina of inner turmoil.
Dancing to the tune of incandescent brilliance.