Exercising Beauty Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stretching my mind with a tempo of elasticity,
while tending to innermost feelings.
Quite tempting to understanding, while all of
life's designs fall out in front of me.
Distributing them evenly in scores of melodies,
holding on to clef signs to keep the beats, never
missing a one.
Keeping the till evenly as I go through the motions
of utmost intensity.
Fraught with emotions falling and following me into
depths of exercising beauty.
Nonchalance becomes an obsession in days to come.