Electric Thought Process Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Hollow sounding, eerie and mysterious, filling this mind
with a reverent and pious religious intent.

Focusing on sounds, letting them chant and carry me away,
with their tones and melodic voices.

Picturesque and intense, finding the life that used to be
lived once long ago.

Fragrant, poised, ready to climb heavenly vines of roses
into another dimension far above the earth.

Being enticed with the intensity of an electric thought
process that is infused with the spirituality of an inner
spirit.