Sometimes, it seems that I know the path That, what might be and what will be converge just out of sight around a bend -- And then, the earth shift inside me and I find that once again, I am -- Searching for Direction(s)

Warm breezes encircle us as we encircle each other I had thought that it was time for wine and conversation but your gentle touch reminded me that instead, it was time for -- An Afternoon Siesta

Cloud encircled hilltops guard the river of time as it flows slowly toward Spring You gaze through filmy window panes and revel in memories of warm days Once again, you are -- Searching for Some California Sun

The future beckons us with quiet questions as we perch on a precipice of doubt and wonder We feel the future shift and probabilities collide and we know that it will truly be -- A Time of Changes

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