Brothers of Adversity

It's so good to hear your voice again, my friend.

Nostalgic mists on the horizon soon reveal. Though years have passed,

you still remain a part of me. A bond of trust,

a kindred soul, a blood pact still. Each choice we made has led

us down a different path. Remember when the only value was the day?

The canyons crossed, we stopped to linger on the cliff. The Buddha hole,

your killer weed, a smoky haze. Renunciate reality, my brother of adversity.

Emanations left behind by time and shadows left on the