Hiding Within Lonely Hearts Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Resting easily in music, feeling itsrhythms ow waves
rising and then crashing upon each of us here.

Signs and omens taking themselves into the darkness of
evening, never even missing a beat in measures of time.

Washing away rain falling upon the sea, hiding within lonely
hearts, biding their time while we sit, stand or dance.

Gliding across the dance floor of life, using sounds of
rhythms to calm us as serenity takes us into heavenly realms
where our minds and souls find the way home.