Treasury Of Innate Talent Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Even in a crowded room, taking out music and pen to write,
feeling a total sense of euphoria as I begin writing from
an inner waterfall as it flows from soul to mind.

An explicit sense of purpose penetrating the solitude of
interior life within my mind, a total eclipse, turning
around, pressure soaring away, love filling me uncondition-
ally as I unite contemplatively.

Expressing feelings that are gathering, expecting extempo-
raneous powers of a mind, expanding ten-dimensionally in
an instant.

Holding onto sensations and perceptions falling steadily
without stopping - an energy perpetually forming, keeping
this mind turning and allowing poetry to be fulfilled within.

A beautiful treasury of innate talent helping me through life.