Rhythms Blending Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rushing against the heartbeats of time immemorial,
creating a jungle of rhythms in depths of energetic
melodies, taking moments hurriedly into the circle
of antagonistic gems of tomorrow.

Wanting to go into interior depths of another universe,
splashing around and finding it relaxing, cooling down
my being complacently.

Filtering and listening intently as all the rhythms
start blending themselves, making an amazing sound
together, njoying listening to it, unfolding interiorly,
hoping to hear it continually playing forward into
intellect.