Looking Into The Abyss Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Frolicking, enjoying music and it's rhythms, plucking
my mind with them, tossing and relieving every sense
held within me.

Traveling down sensations that fill me entirely with
silent and energetic syncopation, finding special
graces that rock me back and forth.

Going into depths of another distant universe and
dimension, allowing me to stand on the edge and look
over into the abyss that's never ending.

Opening and swallowing me in the tears of my abandon-
ment, soaring and falling into priceless treasures of
another place.

Always finding the total emptiness that saturates me
from the inside out and back again, leaving me en-
thralled and visibly shaken in the beauty of it all.