Traveling Into Joyful Measures Of Contemplation Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A fun song being played, an upbeat rhythm, captivating us who're
sitting here, feeling an enticing mood of pleasure, as it stirs
hearts, taking our beings into the upper stratosphere where we can
be and do whatever we wish.

Lyrics and rhythms have freed us into the night, traveling into and
onto many measures of joyful contemplation, missing not a single
beat as people tap their feet on the ground.

Tapping their fingers in time with the music now being played in a
staccato beat, gathering everyone into the midst of tonight's play-
ful band, taking instruments and using them to placate everyone's intent on becoming the notes.