She travelled Over two thousand miles Away From us . . .   It’s too simple-minded To say, I missed my wife More than words can tell . . .   The Earth has an invisible field Around her whole body, Sailors and pilots trust This force of nature To find their way home . . .   Today, Knowing she sits Inside a giant plane, My heart knows, My love is closer, Because of this incomprehensible Force of love She has . . .

Drifters are kind of non-essential. Don't really have a purpose, no destination. But when you see a bunch of them together Heading in the same direction-- you have to pause and wonder . . . Maybe they do have a purpose. Maybe they do have a destination. Let's watch these yellow, orange and red leaves Drop from the trees And drift down to the ground. They do have a purpose-- They announce the rebirth of Fall! --Evy Kristensen