A brief explanation of why I chose the above picture...given a choice I've always chose the road less taken, if truth be told to be accurate the picture should be me with a backpack and a machete hacking my own path through the woods we call life

Thursday, November 13, 2003

I wait silently
I listen for the music
But the mind is mute

I must hear it
Inside of me
Before it can be voiced

But all I hear is silent

As if my mind is stuck
Stuck inside
A grand pause

But I am never with out my music for long
It will return
It always has

It must return
For I
And my music
Are one

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