Music Of Mine. Poem by Val Brooklyn Rogers

I become the instrument and the instrument becomes me.
And the music resides within me.
It's my life
It's my aim
It's my WORLD
IT'S MY GAME
It's my PEARL

I can't live without it
I want you to know my melody is the song of
A joyous HEART BEAT

I want you to know that I've never had another
Love beside the melody of MUSIC.
IT'S MY GLORY
My never ending story

The nature of the melody is to please the BEAST within
The human being.
It's no chore music writing is my joy
It HUMBLES ME
Forcing me to CALAPSE in a heap moaning in TUNE with the
PIANO. scheme in touch with the music. The precise notes
On the cold marble floor.
MUSIC, it cleanses the soul.

Triumphs over all that is earthly said to be worthy of a
Musical dream.
It's my night
And my DAY
IT'S MY SUN

Traveling by ATMOSPHERE
FROM AIR TO EAR.
MY ONLY EVER AFTER ONE.