Intrigued By The Color Of Sounds Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Shaking tambourines, guitars being plucked and strummed
through brilliant rhythms that can stand on their own
while being played.

Lyrics being sung, feet tapping, hearts beating, treasur-
ing fragrant auras and colorful sounds that continue to
grow in this musical atmosphere.

An innate talent holds onto the beating of the drums,
holding favorite blessings on their way into lives of
many people intrigued by the color of sounds.

Continuing to freely flow like ambient fluid through our
minds, spirits, hearts and intellect, causing so many
fascinating periods of life while we're living it.