Excelling Rhythms Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Energetically bouncing off the planet earth in memories
of established solitude, begging for participation in
an every day expectation.
Moving excitedly in a jumble of moments, beckoning to
intellect.
Stepping staccatoly in time, expressing all beauty
being seen in music as it's being played in measures
meant just for me.
Rhythms excelling in moments of time, following
through passages of yesterday while being on top of
emotions standing by.
Knowing the secrets of intrepid love and desire as I
go into abysses left me through gates of sorrow,
trying to find their way now in poetry.
Not letting go of any bit of it through faith and the
many prayers said with it in endings of calculated
experiences.