Recollective Sounds Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rushing quietly into rhythms, heart becoming still,
not wanting any interference with sounds outside
melodies are now playing.

Totally beating drums, taking life from within, creat-
ing new ideas and concepts of music touching interior
spirits.

Awakening them with recollective sounds blending with
colors of nature and humanity a surrounding pleasurable
volume of harmonies.

All being played in the courtyard of Desert Ridge Mall,
an exciting and entertaining measure of time right be-
for our sight.

Beautifully syncopated, traveling straight to this soul,
giving joy and happiness a place to reside in permenantly
on photographic screens.