Melodies Of Our Souls Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Music playing, mind rolling down tracks of life, train
whistle blowing in the wind as intellect continues to
drive forward into darkened corners of other dimensions.

Looking for beautiful landscapes that keep passing us
on our way, not stopping at all, waiting for another
sunny day.

Hoping we can keep rolling through thoughts and ideas of
this mind, watching as we continue to find a better way
to live this tempting passion closely with each other
tuning our hearts to melodies of our souls.