I know you were just a kid
from the mean dirty streets
of NYC that are so far away
now
And you rode the wild horse
to the brink of death
and then you found
The one with the full moon in
his eyes and you lit all our
fires with the marathon
shape-shifters
(We met in the Laurentians
two tigers shoulder to shoulder)
I danced until the stars blurred
and the worlds opened
Karma rose like sacred fluid of
light through the tree branches of my
being and shot through the
stratosphere
(later the girls took me back to
Montreal and everything
could never be the
same)
~peace out Veeresh, mighty light warrior and traveler of the stars: see you in the next world brother!
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
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