RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Traveling With Rhythms - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Finding avenues of creativity on a daily basis,
being stunned by landscapes and beauty of this
Arizona desert wasteland.
Rising with the sun as it peeks over mountains
surrounding me, calming and tantalizing this
soul with an enterprising and wholesome spirit.
Capturing and evaluating every circumstance and
situation that comes along on life's pathways,
experimenting and testing every aspect of life.
In this world, traveling with rhythms that are
being composed within constantly, no one else
They are coded by rhythms alone, sent from heaven
to innate intelligence without interference and
kept secretly hidden within intellect's mind.
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