Guitars playing and strumming their chords into this brain <br />with an uncanny delight in everything that I am thinking. <br /> <br />So everlasting, rhythms are completing me entirely, so <br />appreciated and livid with the images of life. <br /> <br />Taken in together with the fortitude of many picturesque <br />volumes of thought. <br /> <br />Always thinking in pictures, seeing every detail that life <br />gives to this mind. <br /> <br />An elixir for the turmoil and suffering of trials gone <br />through these 64 years of life. <br /> <br />Exercising rights in countless poems through them all, <br />so happy just to be who I want to be.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-elixir/
