there are people who contribute to the survival of others. I have been the fortunate recipient of the presence of some of those people and the gifts they left behind in my soul continue to grow and enrich the reality that is my daily walk from the cradle to the grave. One of these outstanding human beings is Swil Kanim. Without delving too deeply into the grit and turmoil, I will state that this man probably has no idea the profound affect he had on my sanity at a time when my connection to my own sense of reality was as shattered as a mirror smashed on concrete. Without knowing it, his music and his kindness to my daughter let me know that the world was still there, filled with wonderful people, a solid truth on which I could rely and that I was still a participant in this human race we call life. Hy’shqe Swil Kanim for your precious contribution to Ko-da-leet-sa’s life and mine, it meant so much.
Now my lovely poets, enjoy some fantastic music from Swil Kanim, the Violindian.