A Silent Beauty Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Wandering into deep caverns, hovering closely to a stillness,
a silence, holding me in it's beauty.
Fitting ideas together, piecing them expertly into finite
pictures within my mind.
Listlessly listening to outer edges of thought, hoping for
tonal sounds to penetrate interior placement and secretive
phases of intellect.
Totally immersing thin lines of wonder into a creative
process, causing curiosity to outline exterior expertise.