Wind Blowing Into The Northside Of Humanity Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Being escorted down back alleys and avenues of delight that
have been hiding in spaces of neverland, imagination taking
memories onto measures of chords that outrun lives of en-
tertainers everywhere.

Touching upon positive energy and moods of a longlasting
energy from heaven, a wind blowing into the northside of
humanity, giving not an inch to negative attitudes or
grouchy moods.

Wanting only to be grounded in pleasure and passion of
love in unconditional ways of imagination, being rocked
into the atmosphere with an agile rhythm.

One that can turn itself into any design and or pattern
it chooses to while being played in the night, a birds
eye view of an inner intellect's hemisphere that is now
seen and exposed to others around the world.