Why I sing.
I sing for the man in the back row,
who is unsure of himself,
questioning and discovering the
changing manners of his life.
I sing for him because he is I, and I, him.
I sing for the exaltation of his spirit
and for the kindling of his flame.
...Because the truth is,
he is sure of himself,
he is just not sure of the answers yet.
All our questions do have answers...
so long as we are willing to ask them
and wait a little, while conscious.