The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.
It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.
It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth and of death, in ebb and in flow.
I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life.
And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment.
How does one say "Happy Two Year Anniversay of the mighty winds and waters of Katrnia"? I guess you say "How many Politicians did you see eating a poboy on this reverent day"?
Hi Skip, thanks for your invitation. You live in the heart of jazz, lucky man. I saw you website, great work ! Keep on' !
Have a look to my blog please (and suscribe you to it if you want), 1 blog per week, it's the rule.
Greetings from Geneva
Juan-Carlos Hernández
