Mirrored Images Being Seen Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rocking motion never being interrupted, its rhythms taking a
front seat no matter what goes on in the midst of a crown of
people at a concert.

Trembling with excitement, mind opening, succinctly travel-
ing in measures of intellect, walking quickly alongside
tempos as they rise and fall.

Our hearts and minds are taken away through coded rhythms,
never taking anything away that doesn't belong to a person
though.

Mirrored and seen as wonderful images adjusting and realign-
ing themselves in order of tempos as they're played enthusias-
tically in measures of music.