Quiet Of This Night In India Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stillness of my heart in the quiet of this night here in
India, beating incessantly to rhythms that last as I lay
sleeping in my bed.

Upon awakening in the morning, seeing the beauty of this
country and it's positive nature, my mind going through
unfolding questions that I have.

Forever searching for answers and purpose of life, an un-
ending curiosity always infiltrating intellect, causing
me to lose sleep just to write of it in poetry.

Hoping some solutions will be forthcoming in the ageless
measures of chords and rhythms as I listen to music in-
cessantly and write about experiences in India.