Resisting Apathy Of Others Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rhythms needing to be rushed into the environment with colorful sounds of youth still hidden within, waiting to play and hold hands with musical strands as they dance around.

Giving pleasant and delectable auras of the future in many measures of thoughts, ideas and concepts, gathering into intellectual rhapsodies while praying.

Of all the times we had time to spend with one another, sending notes in all directions, totally in disarray, wishing and hoping to be enveloped in the darkness.

Hidden away from prying eyes, folding up on dotted lines left in the open in order to find the way when walking towards margins in the universe.

Seeing melodies as they rise and fall in forests, fulfilling a spiritual essence as life ferrets out designs matching this poetical mind, resisting the apathy of others and going full force into the future.