Telling Essences Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stretching, exercising a mind to rhythms constantly being
listened to.

Being at the extreme sides of life's horizons, riding the
waves high into another atmosphere just within reach.

Soothing this soul, taking it into depths of interior
imagination, looking around, finding many ideas falling
over one another.

Just telling of their essences, placing them into poetical
interludes and musical compositions.