Reaching Beyond Mists Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Pictures of flight portraying the beauty of a slow-moving
melody, taking mind and intellect towards the center of
consciousness.

Playing chess with synapses and neurons delicately and
possessively with brain waves as they soar into nighttime
skies.

Taking and regulating every tone and tempo that blends and
mixes with visions of an interior dimension, reaching from
beyond mists of unknowingness.

Wanting to be known and taken seriously with heartfelt com-
passion and love, thoughts untangling in cool evening breezes,
causing us to shiver, yet unwilling to get up and leave be-
cause the music sounds divine just like heaven's melodies.