Twelfth Dimension Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Music corralling my mind with rhythms of a positive bent,
giving joy and happiness, sending their energy into my
being.

Finding self in a twelfth dimension, inadvertently crossing
over through an intensely coded rhythm, holding the key to
it's entrance.

This inner universe is so delicately fascinating, creative-
ly being formed within a constant and revolving form of
motion, unveiling it's static yet vibrant texture.

It seems to love grasping and teasing me with a child-like
anticipation and seeing me laughing spontaneously, lightly
and totally filled with a faithful and enduring hope.

Nothing to cause doubts or worry, just being while every-
thing revolves and rotates, wanting to please me seems to
be it's only purpose and I'm thoroughly enjoying it.