Certainty In A Temporary Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Twanging and beckoning to enter domains of rhythm,
collapsing into beauty, nothing like seeing their
essence unfolding silently from within.

Nothing mattering, except steady beats of glorified
songs being sung by another with talented inspira-
tion, shining their personhood into the universe.

Giving feelings and emotions a way to feel at home,
helping them to not worry about anything, living and
existing in my own world.

Wanting for nothing else, walking away from every cer-
tainty in a temporary life, just to hold onto the very
essence and passion of my being.

Somnolent at times, always becoming and being energized
through the pleasurable sounds of music and it's rhythm,
shadows of life being kept at bay, never being allowed
to touch the inner essence of this being.