Feeling The Rumble Of Creativity Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Feeling the rumble of creativity just below the surface,
letting it rise within, loving how it feels so warm and
enticing against this mind.

Heart moving, beating in time with rhythms, totally in
the throes of melodies that're being tastefully done
right at this exact moment.

Rising into skyways of this life, heel and toe taking us
into tunnels of harmony, playing with their senses as
music contends and vies for the energy to begin inside.

Loving how they take time to live in depths of this being
when listening to music so beautifully touching this soul,
then writing poetry so delicately into a journal.