Magic Of Mysterious Depths Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Listening to a new sound, as it rasps gently across my
brain, teasing as I try and place it into a category or
sphere, keeping it in mind to write through.

It's sound is lyrical and interesting as it wraps itself
around my brain, enjoying effects it has placed on it.

Encouraging and alluring it is being taken to exciting
levels of anticipation with no effort at all.

Intricate patterns are creating designs of musical color,
testing strength of each one as it is placed onto photo-
graphic screens of memory.

Pleasant and enticing, giving an euphoric sensation to my
heart and soul through this mind of intellect.

Accurately and correctly adjusting and aligning pathways
of my mind to difficult passages of intricate and technical
aspects.

Every note is being played in measures of music, engulfing
every thought in the magic of a mysterious depth within me.