Welcoming Tentative Steps Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Movement touching my sight, taking me toward motions of tidal waves of emotional turmoil.
Figuratively dancing into swirling lights, rocking away from life and it's boredom.
Changing many rhythms as I covertly dance in stride.
Welcoming tentative steps as they take me far away from edges of despair, finding life is many times happier than when I was younger.
Taking memories, following rhythm's beats into caverns of sincere temptations.
Noticing everything around me, yet not acquiescing to any of it.
Gratefully acknowledging each tone as it explodes in fantastic lights of prose.