Harboring Silence Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rocking like a horse in a rodeo, kicking up the dust, loving how the music fits so perfectly in every movement while wasting no time,
keeping track no matter what happens.

Finding a spiritual and enticing meadows of rhythm being given an
entire opening design that just won't quit or stop harboring the
silence as it jumps out.

Finding a a new path and realigning with its designs as they are
opening so quickly, staying and sticking to the beating of the
drummer, a lifetime of powerful moments all about rhythms.