Texture Of Sounds Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rocking and rolling in this beautiful Saturday morning,
sun shining brightly above us, giving warmth and light.

A splendid rendition of music, 'Ring Of Fire' blazing
trails through the atmosphere.

Touching an inner essence of being, electrifying vibra-
tiions flowing through me like hot lava from a volcano.

Thoughts pouring from an inner waterfall, falling steadily
into depths of intellect.

Soothing and calming, texture of sounds wrapping their de-
signs and patterns in changing shapes constantly.

Beautiful flames getting hotter and higher as intellect
resurrects words, ideas and concepts.

Faster and faster into flowing onto interior photo-
graphic screens of memory.