Gathering Silence Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Waltzing and dancing into this night, fighting sleep through
rhythms and music, gathering silence and putting it aside as
we hover around.

Listening to the band after hours, beating tempos testing
their strength against our temperaments and salvaging positive
attitudes as they soar quietly into the melting pot of darkness.

Adjusting and rearranging rhythms as they are being played,
such a terrific and talented way to portray all lives in the
measures of chords being heard tonight.