Reiterating This Temporary World Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Not much in life seems to matter anymore, it's all just temporary
anyway this mind continues to reiterate, writing and composing
music keeps mind and intellect focused.

However on an interior level of spirituality and intuition, slow-
ly developing ideas and concepts into being, deliberately then
rapidly soaring into meanings and definitions.

Including all aspects and facets of humanity and life, searching,
discovering and translating coded musical rhythms into poetical
interludes that are moments long.

Saying what's meant to be said in poetical rhythms, understood
by those whom God intended them for, like a promised land in-
teriorly being shown in poetry and music, relocated in minds
of people God intended them for.