Wandering Into Puzzles Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Listening to music, feet tapping, heart beating in time
to rhythms as they coast along on tides of intellect,
bringing spirits up to levels beyond comprehension.

Always attuned to tempos, tones and notes while listen-
ing and writing poetry at the same time, going along,
fingers snapping, mind excited and happy.

Wandering into puzzles that have pieces missing, loving
to find them and then completing pictures through in-
tellectual endeavors.

A total release of stress, turmoil, sorrow and grief,
walking along tightropes in other dimensions, balanced
and steady.

Enjoying the views while contemplating on an interior
life that's always been immersed in spirituality, giv-
ing peace and tranquility a place to rest and relax.