A Blessed Place Of Thoughts Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Creative juices flowing everywhere in this being, giving
challenges to neurons and synapses, hitting pleasure
centers with delectable melodies.

Rhythms coming, picking up this beings spirit, loving how
scents of heaven continue to fill the atmosphere, like a
garden of flowers blossoming for this poet.

Writing musical rhythms gathering sounds of colors all
through the night, a blessed place of thoughts settling
within.