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My Season of You

Your season brought you to me
You traveled on a winter's wind
So crisp, refreshing, the possibility of you
You floated lightly across my mind and into my heart
It's as if you weren't real, then you weren't real
As mysteriously as you came, you left
Leaving with me thoughts of you; how you'd be when I finally met you
...kind, considerate, strong, thoughtful
I'd imagined you so many ways... most of all, here
I felt your warmth through your eyes; your smile
But, I sensed sadness; a pain that I reached for to free you
But I couldn't free you, but Him
I could only make it soft
... until He came
... to lighten your burden
... and He came when I wasn't looking
You knew and didn't tell me
But, you tried in special ways and it worked
I look back and still have you, but never did
... but still do
... signs of you
... feelings of you
... memories of you
A season's memory

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Rhythm & Blues

Rhythm and Blues
Makes you want to move
   to the beat, BEAT
      Tap your FEET
          Move your hips
            Gyrate
         Vibrate
      Dip
   Twirl
You're on top of the world (with muzik)

Rhythm and Blues
You're a muse
   Making things happen
      Just by tappin
         Your FEET
            to the BEAT
Of the Rhythm and Blues

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Trees? Are We?

So, me?  A tree?
How could that be?

You say they're much like humans
If that's the case; as you might say,
then I'm one from Sundarbans

Passur, most praised
Oh sure, that's it
I'm sure you'd beg to differ
Keora - most graceful it's been labeled
   with that you cannot argue

But if you must, go right ahead
   with leaves of RED
        I'm Japanese Maple

Dwarf Willow, the smallest they call
   going down the lines
      or Bristlecone Pines
         Oldest living tree -- Don't you dare insist this tree is me!

But, the most fruitful there is
Is the spirit that lives
in the seeds that we plant day by day

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Again ...

Did I send you away?
Did I go off the beaten track?
Is there something I can say
To make you want to come back?

Was it something I did wrong?
Did I come on much too strong?
Or did I wait too long?

Should I tell you that I care?
Do I have to grow my hair?
That would be a real nightmare
     ... for me

See, I'm me the way I am
And it makes me so much stronger
To love and let my love last longer

I really hated to see you go
And it hurts that I don't know
What I did to make you run
     I was having so much fun
Weren't you?

I think I know what made you flee
Beyond the years you couldn't see
I really thought we could be
     ... a nice couple

But now I see
It was just me
     ... Again

My heart will wait for you a while
I'm still trying to find my smile
The one you took when you decided it should end

Right now I'm thinking of you
I hope you're thinking of me too
Not as a joke, but as someone
     ... who has touched your life somehow
          ... Fondly

You left as quickly as you came
Like sun after a rain
The warmth and light
You've taken with you too

I trust you'll find your way some day
If not to me, as nice a place
And thoughts of me will bring a smile upon your face

Oh well, God knows better who he pairs
Although to me it's hardly fair
To have been given and then taken from me you

Someday soon I know He'll let me 
Forget you ever met me

It's okay
That's just the way
We cycle in and out of life
We learn
     we grow
          we hurt
               we mend
Or at least we pretend
It meant nothing from beginning to the end

Oh hell, I lied
I won't forget
It wasn't long
But still you meant
A great deal to me and I will miss you so

So if we ever meet again
My nightly prayers do protend
I'll search your eyes for telltale signs
Of thoughts of me you left behind

And at the moment that we meet
Reunion oh so bittersweet
You'll smile and my heart will break
     ... Again

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They

It shouldn't be that way
That's what "They" always say

That's not the way it goes
Of course the "They", he knows

"They" help us tell the time
To pick the finest wine

Instruct us when to dance
And show us how to prance

     ...what to wear
          ...when to care

"They" also dictate right from wrong
"They" even measure short and long

But where is this "They" 
When it's time to pay

The piper who plays the song?

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Heart Awakening

I met a man the other day
He really takes my breath away

His wit is quick
His smile delights
His spirit sends my heart aflight

I think he knows what I feel
It's hard to tell, his lips are sealed

I'd like to get to know him well
To share secrets only the heart can tell

I think he's taken
He really won't say
That could be why he shies away

I'd like to spend more time with him
Because I would like his heart to win

I think he's already won my heart
Heck, he had mine from the very start

He's sweet and kind and very smart
It seems he's trying to hide his heart

It's in there somewhere
I know it is
And when I find it
It's mine, not his!

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Do Soul Mates Exist?

How could I love someone who doesn't exist?
But, you did didn't you?
My heart tells me you do exist.
There's a space where you lived.
No!  Where you live.
Your name is on the door.
It's decorated with your smile.
The light from your eyes streams through the windows.
I imagined your voice; your laughter.
I know you, but I don't.
I feel as if I knew you.
And I did.
But I don't.
We've never met, but I DO know you - so well.
You live inside me; my soul mate.

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When We Lose Our Way

Sometimes we find ourselves
     moving far away
          from the place we need to be
               from the One who guides our way

He knows that this can happen
     so He helps us when we fall
          He's always there for us
               all we have to do is call

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Remembering: Spiritual Journey

I never know where I'm going
All I know is once I'm there
There's always something for me to do
He whispers in my ear

My life's meaning is not quite finite
Only He can lead the way
I'll always end up where I should be
If I listen to what He has to say

I know His Word is the answer
Although sometimes I won't admit
His teaching is life's roadmap
To His instruction I must submit

So, when I say I'm lonely, tired and I'm lost
Its only because temporarily
I forgot who paid the cost