Attaining Mystical Properties Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Quietly, silently contemplating through rhythms as they
continually soothe my mind with their tender and delicate
notes.

Tempting my spirit secretly, taking it soaring, lifting
me into the atmosphere of the Divine, looking, searching,
finding a secret place within my soul interiorly.

Surpassing even life itself as I gradually follow through
a bluened light, attaining mystical properties of the
Divine, finding peace and serenity settling my being.