To stand in your presence is to be who I am.
I know this to the bottom of my being.
You send me your love
Through the wild beatings of ancient drums…
Slow, wild, constant, ever thriving,
Showing me who you are.
As you hold me close, you
Free my spirit toward your soul.
Loving me back, equal in every step
That I give.
You are the source of my happiness,
The twin of my soul.
|But music! Music is where you are and nothing else. Diving into the Spring of Creativity within your soul and pouring it out with no shame, no boundaries! THAT is what true music feels like.|