Using Coded Rhythms Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Lightening striking, thunder pounding against my mind
strenuously, holding onto the preciousness of youth.

For there is kept the secret of energy, having learned
how to generate it when eleven years old.

Simply and easily, using coded rhythms to thrill and
help keep me alive and vibrant.

Not having to depend on anyone else for what my being
needed in life, intellect providing it for me.

Tender and generous, compassion for self having been
developed interiorly through an intense spirituality
rising from within since I was born.