RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Bluened Spirituality - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Entering regions of my brain when listening to rhythms
brings about an enlightening substance of thoughts,
pondering them within the bluened spirituality of my
soul as they magnify the beauty of the Divine.
Ascertaining fields of energy that unfold when thinking
intensely about something, total concentration developed
when younger helps to maintain the silence of my being no
matter what's going on around me.
In the center of a crowd, at a party, always going within
and writing, blocking out everything, even shutting down
my senses, at times someone will tap my arm or hand, trying
to get my attention.
Never feeling or noticing them, continuing writing, stay-
ing within my being totally, encompassed within an intense
intellectual pursuit through poetry.
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