It 'been a long winter, silence and music. I was holed up, a bit 'cricket and a little' ant with my guitar and my songs waiting for the sun, in the company of patience, dusting choices that seem to change your life, but within a minute, the choices made by large , as the most difficult, all-or love. Finally choose to undress in front of everyone and everything, without looking back, choosing where to go, but especially those who stand to choose who to be, what belongs to. Choose when to stop and when to start. Now, let me just an hour by air. I wish I had the spontaneity and joy of a child, the strength of a man in the middle of the street, by dint of a woman in pain, patience and the flame pilot of an elder. This I choose to look while I open the doors and windows open wide, I hope to see you again on my way: I will be found. Now it's spring, it takes a little 'surprise. (EM, May 2010)
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