Taking Years Into Moments Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Film falling down over my ears, filtering out unwanted conversations around me.
Just wanting to hear and feel rhythms touching my mind and brain.
Reverberating throughout my intellect, giving me pleasure beyond what life can even give me.
Solace and serenity fill me with a calmness I can't achieve any other way.
Silently beckoning to inner talents, falling into backdrops of peace.
Taking years into moments as I fill many pages with posterity's legacy.
A sense of purpose filling me within.