Crying tears of sadness, enveloping my mind in a form of abandonment. <br />Challenging my mind, taking it on a journey of pastimes, giving me experiences to be relived over and over again. <br />Always repeating circumstances, yet never writing the same thing twice. <br />Filling every nook and cranny with bluened light, left over from graceful rhythms that at once take over my intellect.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/graceful-rhythms/
