Poetical Essence Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Ripping apart the sorrow being held captive within,
letting it soar into another capacity, giving it
another purpose, setting it free within creativity.

Special spiritual graces saving me from it's intensity
as I write it here into poetry, a stillness that is
never-ending and filled with hopeful faith.

Running with exhilaration and soaring into another
morning with laughter and humor, seeing lightness of
the sun as it pours itself into my mind.

Taking it into realms of another sphere that is being
created within me this very minute, filling it like a
balloon with air.

Except it holds vibrant and lively thoughts from an
inner waterfall, letting it choose whatever meanings
and definitions need to be written into verses.

An exceptional and wonderful gift that is always being
given incessantly through intellect and writing, softly
and gently this mind dances to the rhythms.

Listening to them, musically composing every note and
tone of poetical essence within me, creativity filling my entire being with heavenly rhythmic aromas.