Storming Darkness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Chasing notes throughout the night, hitting the darkness with a lightening streak and thunder, waking up the facets sleeping inside.
Taking them to far sides of tomorrow without any qualms or doubts to betray the way I feel inside.
Harping to destinations in other dimensions off the charts of human conditions.
Arranging the beauty of every day timing, collating with sensations of imagination.
All in the moment of a morning sunrise.