Tender Exuberance Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rocking to the beat of music, taking off into the atmosphere,
soaring higher into the stratosphere, nothing coming between
this being and the universe.

Completely absorbing the intense stillness cropping up and
filling me with it's tender exuberance.

Calculating beats of time, intensifying them all individually
into musical rhythms, calmly noticing the slowing of my heart
beat as I listen attentively and let myself go into an interior lifetime.

Nothing except peaceful feelings occupying my mind with prose.