Soul Now Listening Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Letting fingers trace rhythms through an inner atmosphere,
letting them play melodies of yesterday, finding patterns
beginning to touch this inner heart.

Placing saddened notes into it's depths, my soul now
listening to it's lonely abandonment as it feels the
sorrow of a lifetime coming from within it's nature.

Counting measures, notes all coming together to challenge
rhythms of another time, making the music of life become
Divine.