Soothing Violins Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Soothing violins taking me to new heights, attracting
novel ideas into thoughts.
Wonderful appreciation growing ever upward in spirals
of curiosity.
Never landing long enough to be touched by the horrible
standards of human life.
Structured vibrations always lifting me into domains
of other dimensions.
Grasping everything with an illumination of purpose
and essence of what life is all about.

(12: 52 p.m. - 11/1/13)