Hidden Within A Quiet Solitude Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Capturing and riding rhythms through desert mountains, enjoying
the energy of being completely hidden within a quiet solitude,
going down trails of chords.

Keeping time in measures of music, magically being led into
imaginative areas of subconsciousness where this mind finds
coded rhythms down avenues of cognitive thoughts.

Leaving everything behind doorways of illegitimate impossibil-
ities moving into horizons of new dimensions that continually
open wider each and every time.

Unfolding their presence with rhythms, tempos and melodies,
holding onto the wonder and beauty of the creative process
innately being cherished in depths of this mind.

It's spirit being filled with an intensity that continues
to forge into ideas formulated and becoming quality mean-
ings and definitions at last.