RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Harmonic Shell - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Sounds of music behave like rockets of light entertaining my mind and casting an illumination of every area of my mind.
Escaping from derelict functions of daily routines, coalescing and putting me on a back burner.
Nothing gets a rise except beats hitting my heart and soul.
Justifying the beauty of my soul's harmony as it is cast in a harmonic shell made just for me.
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