Energetic Pull Of My Interior Spirit Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Resting for a while then being picked up by rhythms as they
charge, taking me totally into the future, enjoying and hav-
ing fun the entire way.

Playing with my inner child, having a great time, discover-
ing the past and taking me on a journey that fills this
heart and soul totally.

Practicing and longing for the eventuality of death, so life
can continue itself on the other side of the curtain in the
future.

Beating out rhythms and tempos rapidly, feeling their energy
as they fill me happily with integrity and beauty of my essence
in this life.

A natural high filling me without even trying, sounding tones
of everything sacred in this earthly existence, courting and
finding expectations that have been driven deeply into my being.

Softly and sharply piercing, never stopping the energetic
pull of my interior spirit, soul taking full use of it's
spirituality as prayers begin to rise from within.

Finding promises of God are being fulfilled thoroughly, never
leaving me bereft or forlorn, going to ends of music just to
stay alive in this world.

Succinctly and quietly taking every single opportunity to
qualify this time on earth, perfecting everything needed to
keep going.