Peace Falling From Centers Of Music Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gathering around a band playing intense rhythms that
can never be beat, taking minds down measures of time
and into realms of a heavenly atmosphere.

Peace falling upon everyone who enters the center of
music, never finding a more beautiful, serene sphere
in this earthly life.

Taking shortcuts down and across beautiful landscapes
of mind and intellect, enjoying pleasant and delight-
ful rhythms.

Picking up the pace faster and faster, watching sounds
as they increase, pushing everything out of the way,
stimulating and enticing this mere poet, playing to
this creative process without qualms or fears at all.