Music. My heart fills when I sing. I am amazed when my voice reverberates off the walls. Not my voice- but the spirit of music fills me and comes out of my mouth. It is a holy experience for me. And I hope for others too. Maybe it is the way the artist feels about her canvas, or the dancer about his dance. It is something beyond them.
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Monday, June 14, 2010
Music. My heart fills when I sing. I am amazed when my voice reverberates off the walls. Not my voice- but the spirit of music fills me and comes out of my mouth. It is a holy experience for me. And I hope for others too. Maybe it is the way the artist feels about her canvas, or the dancer about his dance. It is something beyond them.
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