Loving How Rhythms Reach Back Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rapturous melodies coming out one after another, pleasing
this innate talent, giving so much pleasure as music takes
this being right into the center of its depths.

Reaching out, loving how rhythms reach back, entertaining
mind and intellect, absorbing every little bit and piece
of a life continuing in measures of chords.

Feeling relieved, soul silenced in serenity and peace, find-
ing nothing else quite like it, enjoying every minute as it
lifts the spirits of this mere poet.