Delicate Sounds Of Roses Blooming Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rapidly tapping fingers in time with music, loving how
it teases this mind with angelic melodies as they twist
and turn all over the dance floor.

People learning how to step to rhythms while listening
and dancing to moments that are being lived through,
gentle, delicate sounds of roses blooming.

Sun rising and setting without moving around, just keep-
ing time with an inner tempo that arouses life and brings
it to a culminating entrance.

Exits along with special graces that can never be taken
away from this poet, totally enjoying possibilities as
they rise into an interior atmosphere.

There all of life confirms the beauty of humanity and
how we all do fit into patterns and designs that God
has intended all along.