Being Studied Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Tempted by rhythms, cannot resist them at all, they entice
the essence and passion of this being and existence, how
beautifully they fit intellect like pieces of a puzzle.

Each one made from imaginational depths, surrounding all
time while placing many picturesque images being thought
through creatively.

Solutions being found to world problems, inventing scienti-
fic and technological devices for problems in medical fields
and many others.

This mind bending in many different directions at once, focu-
ing on each one individually and collectively as many times
solutions came to mind automatically solving problems.

Serving intellect well, multitalented, able to do many tasks
without having any former knowledge of subjects given and
needing explanation.

Reading scientific discoveries, thoroughly understanding ex-
actly what and how they were found, giving details of every-
thing being read.

While being studied, wanting to image and map this brain
during writing and listening to music, attempting to find
out how it was being done.

Curious as to where this intense energy came from, thinking
if it could be found it would hold the key to curing depress-
ion among other things.

A top scientist's death was a great loss for mankind, but
felt intensely most of all by a mere poet, after getting to
know him as family, the only person who understood this
poet's intellect fully.