Mysterious Balance Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Strident echoes are falling down inside,
searching for contents of their passion
as they fold upon themselves in closing
buds of exploration.

Slowing down into single measures,
tempting my soul with an unusual sense of
mysterious balance.

Totally encasing inner cachements of
feelings finding their places in a new
environment of solutions, standing outside
evolutions of theories from those who have
no truths.