Just days before, I had attended the funeral of a 22 year old friend who had died in a plane crash. In struggling with the acceptance of his death, I bought a ring at James Avery Craftsman, styled to represent the four seasons. I figured I could use the reminder that there is a season for everything. Sitting there, music pouring through the living room, watching incense burn, and reading a book called "At the Foot of Heaven", I wrote what has become one of my favorite lyrics. It is a tribute to that moment in time and inspiration that comes from the most unlikely places.

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the ring

strawberry smoke circlin' up
with no where to go
at this common moment
it's a vision of my soul
I am in love
intimate
intimately in love with your words

seasons blow and rain and breeze and stain
so I wear this ring
to remind me of a day I gave up everything
words on a page
that were angels to my mind
I put on this ring to hear, "Baby, you'll be fine."

blue sounds float around
pulls me to my knees
I fear losing you
more than facing me
I am in love
intimate
intimately in love with your words

seasons blow and rain and breeze and stain
so I wear the ring
to remind me of a day I gave up everything
words on a page that were angels to my mind
I put on this ring to hear, "Baby, you'll be fine."

- penny rene'
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