Musical Paths
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Beating of the drum hits my heart's rhythm squarely
in it's solar plexus.
Taking me down musical paths, wandering leisurely,
never in a hurry, yet wanting to see everything that
is opening up.
Banners of talent are unfolding and giving me room
to place my thoughts.
Challenging intellect to rearrange all notes coming
through with crystal clarity.
An incessant variety of intelligent sources coming
from innate talent.
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