Listening To Another Drummer Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Steadily beating, listening to another drummer, one that plays
interiorly for me alone all through life, wonder and awe, along
with an intense inquisitiveness and curiosity combining.

Abiding constantly in this poetical mind, never ceasing, for-
ever burning brightly, never living a moment without it's glow-
ing embers flowing.

Going into a full grown fiery blaze of energy, taking this mind
into depths that not many have ever attained in this life of
humanity.

Knowing this fact, appreciating these many gifts in life, using
everyone of them fully in ways of purity and goodness all the
days of my life.