There is no anger or frustration when I begin to write, I am as free as a bird and my imagination takes me to places I can only dream about, my first priority in getting started is to find the place I want to be at or in. So I think about a quiet place of tranquility and where else on this ever busy earth could one find such a place ? that's an easy question to answer ... my mind, the thinking headquarters of life, where logic begins to unravel its mysterious force and draws me like a magnet to its core. This is where the writer and composer separates himself or herself from the maddening crowd outside, and he or she enters into our tranquility settings. The stage is set and here we start the journey, in my case I have found myself in a beautiful garden, where the outside world is unable to enter, there are flowers that I have never seen before and could never describe, and the height of the waterfalls crashing down inside the canyon are b...