India's Rhythms Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Succumbing to the incessant tenure of Indian rhythms,
continuing to write to it's beautiful melody as it
opens and contains intellect in a new category of
simplistic innocence.

Entirely pure and translucent, allowing truths of
every day life from the past to flow into passages
of this primary avenue of wisdom.

Acknowledging the acquiescence of my being to bow
before these promising thoughts, welcoming and con-
gratulating signs of an immediate tell-tale effusion.

Turning around inside my mind, a beneficent and worthy
array of colorful sensations becoming within, opening
up corners and shadows to the brilliance of another
area of this mind.

Characterized by the intensity of an evolving and
fantastic sphere being created right now with many
circular rhythms, taking turns bringing and blending
it altogether.

Sincere senses of interior direction, taking their
places now in depths of my soul.