RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Treasure Chest Of Living Dreams - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Ricocheting throughout this brain, thoughts touching
points of interest, then bouncing into depths of a
treasure chest of living dreams.
Opening for moments in time, sated and filled with
effects of a priceless process, interpreting music
and it's rhythms.
Leaving notes and rests, incorporating them into
coded messages of livelihood, preserving intellect
with a beautiful trance of contemplation.
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