Expecting Nothing At All Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Listening, being captured by rhythms as they slide
into my mind, never tired or bored, enlightening
and vibrantly giving life it's total energy.

Expecting nothing, yet finding that there is much
more to our minds than was ever thought of, seeing
it suddenly in vivid images.

Watching in awe as it produces memories with just
a mere thought, nothing more to start it thinking,
having a totally blank mind.

No thoughts at all within, yet somehow intellect
can still create out of this nothingness calmly
and so serenely write one poem after another.