Breathing Notes Of Experience Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

People coming out of the darkness of their homes and into
the light of the Community Center to play pool, ping pong,
basketball, pickleball or just to sit and write.

Preparing many displays all day long, wanting to taste the
pleasures of joy and happiness, feeling them as they take
a poetical being into their rhythms.

Holding mind, intellect, heart and soul in the beauty and
wonder of living, breathing in notes of experience as they
play people's lives in centers of rhythms.

Musically taking an account of human beings when they're
not looking or aware of them, touching feelings and their
emotions in an enlightened state of mind.