• I am with you always.
    • Standing beside you.
  • Listen to the breeze
    • Caressing the leaves,
  • Smell the flowers
    • I have planted for you.
  • Each unique, as you are.
    • Reach out and touch me.
  • I am your neighbor.
    • I am your brother.
  • Yes, I am with you even now.

Originally written:  March 26, 1997

  • I was in the backyard in San Jose.  The roses were in bloom and very aromatic.  The new spring mulberry tree leaves were rustling with a gentle breeze. It felt an idealic moment.  These words came to me.

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