New Mood Of Reality Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Tender sounds touching inner senses, brilliantly lighting
colors with four-dimensional crystals.

Allowing for complete action to be roused within visions
of applicable blossoms, as they tantalize this mind with
fragrances of another land set in the background of it's
intricate music.

Splendid clarity giving way to many scenes of wisdom's
balance on centrifugal sides of scientific formulas.

Outcomes are beginning, slowly at first, because of the
eerie sounds not heard musically before.

Silence as my mind listens, enraptured by unusual tones
being played by instruments of India.

Full-flavored and invigorated by inner senses as they
fall forward into a circle of unanswerable questions.

Waiting to find the epitome of questions in the forest
of a lasting purpose set upon this mind from the outset
of a new and inviting mood of reality.