RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Rocking mentally in depths of music for hours, not even seeing or hearing anything, feeling totally alone and loving every moment of its solace and serenity.

Writing to rhythms and tempos subconsciously, finding pathways and passages in which to bury oneself totally in its serenity.
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Wandering around, looking at details of nature as its patterns soothe and calm mind and intellect with an intensive bluened light, being immersed quietly and completely into its depths, feeling closer to the Divine.

Contemplating, praying and being with God, is the only way one can be brought into tunnels of solace with our Lord, running away from the noise of humanity, looking for the silence of peace and heaven.
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Fingering keys of an interior piano, feeling stress slowly abate from within while writing at the same time, heart racing with tempos of rhythms.

Placating the intensity of a mind and intellect as it continues to bring into being a quiet measure of life in which to find the Divine within.
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Allowing musical rhythms to take up space in mind and intellect, enjoying how it resounds and bubbles in the atmosphere before hitting both eardrums simultaneously.

Recording every note, sound and tempo silently onto a photographic memory screen in order to never forget any-
thing of life on earth or in heaven.
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Waking from a heavenly dream of tomorrow, feeling its purpose touching this mind within spheres of photographic memories being constantly stored and cherished together.

Tears welling up at times when saddened memories of loss and grief step out into the open atmosphere, challenging our hearts and minds to the utmost.
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Walking carefully through periods of sadness, finding that we're totally lost in a maze that we don't know how to navigate at all.

Never having any directions or instructions on what to do, our feelings coming unglued, throwing us into a frenzy that takes us where we don't want to go.
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Thoughts tempting and taking themselves quickly into measures of music where they take over mind and intellect through rhythms and tempos.

Pursuing ideas and concepts in dimensions with genuine patterns and designs that collaborate together with mind and intellect, never missing a beat.
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Listening to others say what they think of me, pretending to be stupid just to belong, not wanting to be left alone and feeling sad.

Looking interiorly at life, being shy, timid, wanting, yet not wanting to be around others, only because of their views on what I believe in and stand for.
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Definitively hearing music spill and spread throughout this being, touching upon places that are fighting cancer and issues of a medical condition.

Soothing and calming everything down with a high PH level, washing away the acid as it takes this being quietly onto another plain.
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Living in the present, enjoying happiness brought into my life
by an Indian gentleman, a man of great respect and dignity,
proclaiming an unconditional love towards me.
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