Rising Above The Surface Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Dancers limber and agile from dancing all night
long, having a great time, hearts pumping and
beating their own rhythms.

Taking passages into other dimensions unfolding
and continuing to be in a perfect mathematical
formula.

Waking mind and intellect, all the while it's
being played, rising above the surface of this
temporary life.

Having a spiritual feeling, taking time to per-
form in this creative being tonight, letting
tempos move in and out and anyway they want to.