Venturing Out Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Water falling slowly and enticingly behind the stage,
as music steps out into the open, playing to an audi-
ence sitting here listening attentively.

Entranced by rhythms being played and sung by a singer
with a great voice, soothing and calming, noticing
life has been formed anew.

Nothing to do with abuse as I venture out of my cocoon,
just like when I was much younger, in my early twenties,
an inviting and enlightening time in my life, being
cherished preciously even now.