"I know I am august,
I do not trouble my spirit to vindicate itself or be understood,
I see that the elementary laws never apologize,
(I reckon I behave no prouder than the level I plant my house by, after all.)
I exist as I am, that is enough,
If no other in the world be aware I sit content,
And if each and all be aware I sit content."
These words made immortal with Walt Whitman's voice, have always been the antithesis of the music made in my life. It's the struggle of not knowing who or what one is, and the journey to experience this life and God's creation that drives the process of crafting music.
This is the music: the trouble taken to in a small way vindicate myself and hopefully be understood?