Silently Unescorted Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Prisms changing shapes as I watch an interior video filled
with colors, touching senses, completely surprising them,
guiding each into the center of measures of music.

Stepping in and out of notes and tones, grasping lights of
their particular essence, locating centers of their beauty,
fascinated, watching as they walk silently unescorted.

Thriving on the attention feelings and emotions continually
give them night and day, living lives of freedom and happi-
ness forever.

Never empty or lonely as music and poetry fill every crack
and crevice in this poetical personality, haunting spirits
of tomorrow's visions.