Life Model Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Blaring it's way into my mind, a trumpet sounds it's
feelings into my being, awakening a subconscious
desire to want to play it myself.

Notes tantalize me into existence as music beats
itself into my heart's rhythm, fitting so peacefully,
like a puzzle of being, a model of life.

Listening with a far-off sound, penetrating a musical
etiquette never bound by existing limitations in
earthly boundaries.