Before me a blank page.

It appears blank because of the way it reflects light.

When I begin, I like to take my pen, let the ink flow from within

rollerball touches down ever so softly until the paper begins to sing.

My hand does a dance across the page, which although no longer blank,

It appears to be more bright. Do you like the way I write?

Then wait until you hear me speak.

I have been told that I have a way to make others see and feel the Words that I say.

This gift, enhanced over time, because of a game that I love to play.

Mnemonic tools are used, when from the book of My Life I recite.

As each word is heard, a magical journey from the lowest valley to the highest peaks.

Do you like the way I speak?

Then take a look at my art.

No need for words as strokes from pencil, pen, brush or molds and cuts in plaster, wood, or earth.

My visions from within are given a physical birth.

I must admit, my children are dear to me, as each was nurtured within the womb of

My Heart.

Have you enjoyed my art?

Then wait until you hear me mix.

Each vinyl disk a window to a land where my Soul can be heard.

I bet that you never thought that you could hear

Love, Loss, Life so vibrant and so clear.

Two turntables whirl opening a gateway into the World where I am the King.

Two records twirl, needles holding desperately on to the contours of the swirls.

Making, creating beautiful musical rings, my Soul sings.

This is where I am at peace.

This is where I found My Queen.

I am devoted to the Music and the Music is devoted to Me.

My Kingdom is not just for My Queen and I,

but for all those aware enough and daring enough to step into My Reality.

Space is easy to acquire, a simple fee, or sometimes for free, digital real estate

compressed on mirrored disks, music notes providing keys.

This is My Song

This is My Life

This is what it is like when your Soul can become Free.