Preparing The Way For Lines Of Poetry To Be Written Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mind capturing beats of a drum, clapping right along with intellect,
preparing the way for many lines of poetry to be written in a solo
atmosphere.

Joyous and untiring, loving the beautiful omens that continue to
float down and are bursting in tones of colors above us, splattering
their effervescent beauty over each of us in turn.

Nothing could ever interrupt us or drive us into any other dimension
of musical rhythms for our essence has been captured, cap
tivated and
being held tightly.

Grasping onto our hearts and spirits, taking us higher than ever on
a great and wondrous night filled with delectable sights that excite
and thrill us no measure, not ever wanting rhythms to cease.