Going Beyond Reason Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Tonight everything looks brand new, light crawling across
the ceiling, taunting this mind with an electric pulse,
looking like colorful lively little bugs.

Scuttering around in time with musical rhythms, totally
abandoning everything logical, going beyond reason just
for the fun of it.

Spirits being lifted out of sight, yet feeling it intensely
while listening, neurons and synapses being delighted at the
beauty of sounds and their colors.