Resurrected In A Spirit Of Rhythms Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Memories being sung on stage, feeling movement starting within
a mind, looking circimferencly around the crowd, finding that
life's being totally resurrected in the spirit of rhythms.

Musical rhythms being sung and brought innately together, wish-
ing for happiness and joy entering into empty hearts of sorrow
and sadness, touching and bringing it out of themselves.

A really great way to lift people's spirits, a perfect solution
to ending depression in those who have no hope, feeling like
committing suicide, yet listening to this band of local renown.

Tones sprouting and continuing to recite the elation of those
having a good time, harmonica swirling around, getting into the
act repetitiously.

Closing in on the sorrow, chasing it away so minds can be clear-
ed once and for all through a sort of Motown jazz sound of music
everyone feeling happiness spreading around them.