When first your voice and music came to my ears, I felt you were from by gone years. As if I had heard you before in another time. "Oh, I know you..." I said to myself.

But I came to realize, I did not. Yet, I felt a kinship from the past. It was not the first time you have given your music to the world-- It was not the first time you left us too soon.

You have gone away but your voice is still heard. Your music plays on. And we "Rave On"..."speaking in your tunes"

You came to the world all "brand new" you thought..But in fact you had already many "seasons" in life before. You may visit us again still. And if I am on a return trip, I think I will know you again.

You learned much about yourself this time. Yet, is the need for your returning for you or for others. I know you.... Were we lovers or were we blood? We never met in this world, but we have touched in another far away.