Covering My Mind Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Train rolling down the tracks of my mind, taking me
home, back into the past, wonderful to live, finding
peace through serenity of a spiritual beauty.

Sating inner spirituality, covering my mind with a
tantalizing blanket of joy and happiness, socially
having the time of my life with music and rhythms.

Picking up melodies with beats of drums, playing in
another universe, offering tones along with colors,
exploding in the air, flowing, slowing down chords.