Beautiful Interior Atmosphere Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stepping back into the world, feet marching to rhythms
of measures playing staccatoly in my mind.

Straight and rapid, finding myself within the beauty
of an interior atmosphere.

Living according to feelings and emotions of intellect,
calmly writing and being curious about everything.

Solid and intense, carrying me back and forth in depths
of an innate talent along with it's rhythms.

Precisely and perfectly beating to the incessant and
intuitive periods of this interior life.

Always being sent to outskirts of heaven with every
melody and it's purpose.