Catacombs Of Beauty Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sounds of clashing, crashing, all falling into rhythms
of enthusiasm, collecting ideas and thoughts into prose
through music.

Captivating and opening up this mind to exploration and
discovery of inner dimensions, leaving behind daily life
just to enter these catacombs of beauty and mystery.

Wandering for moments in time, losing track of everything
in this world just to be able to explore interior universes
alone.

Drums beating up and down, clashing within melodies and
keeping perfect time, climbing thoughts, choosing to in-
crease desires for living life exponentially.

A wonderful way to get in touch with an inner spiritual-
ity that keeps me going with an energy being given through
a bluened light kept deeply within.