Finite Canyons Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Releasing endorphins from my brain, music plies me with
all the pain medicine I need for now.

Traversing my mind, I follow pathways of scenic beauty
of imagination towards subconsciousness.

Feeling senses capture me along the way, taking me above
reality with lilting etudes, carrying me to finite canyons
filled with nature's fragrance and scent.

Life building a fortress around me, protecting me from
what is happening physically.