Musical Treasures Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Listening to musical interludes as I compose them in my mind with no outside help.
An enjoyment of intense desire, taking shape inside me.
Talent exposing itself to all the world, as it quietly, timidly, sends out messages in poetical codes of life and it's purpose.
Fulfilling many hours with beautiful melodies, tunefully administering the intensity of prayer into my soul.
Soaring into skyways of imagination, flowing with notes, touching heart-felt emotions.
Allowing them to be kept and treasured in moments of love.