Finding Chords Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Finding Chords Of Life



Sounds of drums are beating in my head, tickling
my innards and being immersed into intellectual
rhythms, sounding loudly in an inner atmosphere.

Valuing the purpose that it is holding in this mind,
giving life a meaning and definition in the realms
of a peaceful and enduring serenity.

Thinking in pictures, putting puzzle pieces together
automatically, enjoying the rapid beats taking me
constantly into the past and back again.

Gathering thoughts and focusing them maturely into
the future, not ever living outside the means of
rhythm, taking every avenue and swinging to beats
that are playing.

All the time going into depths of being and finding
the chords of life that are keeping me living in the
present, taking every avenue, swinging to the beats
that are playing.

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