In a crowded Room
Good morning 🙂
As I get my guitar ready to take off for a day or two, I am looking out the window and all I can see in my head is a sea of faces. So many voices seeking to be heard, hoping for a moment of your time. Are we all special? Some people fight for their place, some rob, steal, take, compete… Who will shine in the end? In a crowded room their is for myself, a great hope that art and it’s creation is something that is a gift to share. It is like a bird set free, and the bird will fly where it needs to go. A place of it’s own.
Well.. GOOD MORNING!
lots more to come 🙂
for now
Rachel