Measures Of Totality Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Exercising life in measures of totality as music compliments
this being, listening to echoes and watching as fireworks
continue exploding, filling this mind with colorful sounds.

Flavorful beauty of the countryside, going across America
in silent and tempting quietness of my soul, finding that
energy flows everywhere that others can never go.

Loving this peaceful environment as it gives serenity from
within, nothing to break this barrier of silent beginnings
taking intellect further into spheres of innate talent.

Crossing into patterns of delicate designs being created
through rhythms of musical interludes while listening in-
tently to beats of every rhythm.

Stepping in and out of this environment with joy and
happiness that stays for hours on end, loving how it cap-
tures and captivates this entire mind with it's sounds.

Awesome and mystical, magically keeping attuned to whole-
some feelings of this moral life, never changing directions,
going in all of them at once.

Enjoying how intellect does it, savory and lasting, always
touching this mind satisfactorily with every note being
played incessantly.