A hymn is defined as a song of praise or honor to Gawd. The word in the song gives rise to a range of motion and emotions that bring us closer to and in touch with, pure spirit. These lyrics, if you will, are composed by the circumstances of a life cycle often run as mundane as laundry, but are as necessary as prayer. The offerings herein, are fully self-expressed, where often I was not. Many, the result of my "Waiting-to-Exhale", some, closer to me writing "Hate Mail/Male", but most from the experience of the inhale it takes/we are given to sing each day. Some hymns got the blues, some be the blues. In these pages, I define a hymn to be a man that loves you or at least likes you a "whole" lot, and because the line between the sacred and the secular is fine (I believe that life plays no favorites), I draw no borders, and passports are of no need. We don't have to like all the hymns in the book to know that they are sung/written on our behalf. For that I am grateful. Every hymn wants to be beautiful, to be remembered, and most of all - to be sung. To the forgotten ones, I bow down and ask forgiveness. To the ones I can't stand, that's another book, but my father always told me, "baby, it's all good..." and I still believe "Hymn".