Reflections Of Rhythm Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sliding comfortably into a rhythm of reflection, taking
me deeply along the straightaway, touching and being
touched by nature.

Loving it's essence and aroma, filling this intellect,
being effervescently given a meaning as I write.

Traipsing, lolling about, having pleasure enter my heart
and soul, tantalizing and alluring desires to peek about.

Wanting someone to hold and hug, helping, giving a hand
to climb mountains, cross ravines and canyons standing
before me on the road to heaven.