RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
Tapping to the sound of life portrayed in music,
forgetting for a time where I'm at.
Feeling intensely, notes playing themselves
inside of me.
Heart, soul, inner thought, all enmeshed,
allowing spiritual freedom to be expressed and
experienced through music.
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