It is hard to remain breathless for a long period of time but that is exactly what happened to me this past weekend in Michigan. And this is exactly what I love the most about life….not knowing.

Not knowing that the poems you have created one morning, one night, and another night will years later be set to music and sung at a concert that is an astonishing, emotional mingling of souls, hearts and talents.

Not knowing that the words you have placed in lines that dance from your own heart will touch