Leaving The World Behind Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Living in times of total music, listening endlessly
to rhythms taking me into atmospheres of perfect
harmony and eloquence.

There my gift of poetry excels, traveling in dimen-
sions of melodies where no one else can follow,
leaving the world behind, taking solo highways into
innate talent.

Being absorbed by coded rhythms of intellect, soaring
into other dimensions free as an eagle, loving every
single moment that I am there.

Holding onto memories of every note that is played
and placed in a poem that I've written, creating many
landscapes, showing everyone what my mind is thinking.

Very few moments in life when I am not writing.