Being A Whisper Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Being A Whisper



Steady and rhythmic, grasping this mind with an elastic
talent, giving and taking through every measure of each
song.

Avenues of thought being opened up into portals of a
world beyond our music and into heavenly rhythms that
never end here on earth.

At times only being a whisper, yet they tantalize and
bring forth so much poetry from within this being, not
afraid of anything as notes excite desires within me.

Taking me to outer limits of this lifetime, walking,
and strolling down pathways of an energetic mind and
intellect.

Friday, July 3, 2015
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