Silence Being Broken By Rhythms Of Music Only Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Drums pounding rhythms, taking time into a positive attitude that keeps everything awakened and alive, as fields of blue roses touch a mind with the bluened light of the Divine.

Continuing in the wee hours of each and every day, a silence always being broken by rhythms of music, taking this mere poet into tornadoes of poetry.

Being gathered into the wind, sliding into many codes being deciphered by musical inclinations and facts of rhythms mathematically.