Beauty Of The English Language Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Lost in thought, smiling inwardly at the beauty of the
English language being used in depths of music as it's
playing.

A total feeling of sensations that articulate moods of
a positive attitude clinging like ivy to innate talent
within.

Securing anticipation of another moment in sound while
colors explode in a myriad code of rhythms, dignified,
and filled with an invisible aura.

One that's hidden behind curtains of mystery, mind con-
taining many distinct features that are being reflected
all through the hours of every day.

Sounds beating, tapping out their feelings rhythmic-
lly in densest modes of equality, strengthening posi-
tive episodes of a vibrant and decisive manner of art
exposed.