Unpredicatable Energy Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Listening to Indian classical music, drums beating with
an unusual sound to these ears and mind.

A certain inflection, a sound almost human, emanating
from it into the atmosphere.

Thrilling spiritually, titillating all senses intrinsic-
ally, a wealth of data filtering into intellect while
listening.

An unpredictable and beautiful energy, coming from beats
and rhythms interiorly.

Chasing back and forth, eliciting rhythms that take me
further into intellect's interior imagination.

A plethora of ideas unfolding like blossoms of a beautiful
rose, spreading aromas throughout the atmosphere much like
this Indian music is doing to me now.

Wonderfully enticing and energy-building it has become
to my being, not able to go a day without listening to it
now.