Perfect Rhythm Of Love Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rhythms and their motion taking all of us into a lively anticipation like a train on the tracks gathering everyone together and moving into the distance.

Train whistle blowing and giving no signal of emotion or feelings at all, just moving down the tracks, going into the future alone.

Meeting the purpose of our destiny and fulfilling them, not leaving any of it undone, no empty spaces, no voids, all coming together at once.

Reunited and put into a perfect rhythm that brings pride and love of others into the equation, a long and empty journey gone forward alone.

Always hoping to find that one person who might never have been found if it hadn't been for musical rhythms and being, an intensity of rhythms existing in today's world.