Nothing Matters - Karunesh & Wingmakers Poetry

I've been sitting in a place of sadness...grief...a long-time brother/friend of mine passed away in his sleep, this Sunday just past.  I had not been in his world nor he in mine for some years, but that doesn't lessen the impact of his passing for me.

Or children played with one another growing up, we rode Harley's together, arguued about life, laughed,
cried, and a million other things friends do.  Even though we weren't in each other's immediate world,
I know he cared for me as much as I cared for him.
I loved him.  I didn't approve of his lifestyle, but I loved him.  His lifestyle is what ultimately caused me to separate myself from him.  I wanted better.  I wanted an intimate relationship with myself, with Great Spirit, with the world.  He wanted me to still love the old ways and I just couldn't do it.  Perhaps that is why I grieve.  Perhaps he felt I threw him under the bus, but honestly?  I did not.  I grew up, out, embraced something larger than myself.  At any rate, I'll never know his thoughts of me now and it isn't really important in the bigger picture.  What is important now is that he feel my love for him through the ethers so that is what I've been doing...sending him love on the wings of air, to wherever he may be.

Nothing Matters as the Title of the Poetry reveals...the only thing that truly matters
is Love.  And I've got plenty of that...

Brother Buzzard...Here's to You my Long-Time
Friend!!!  I've loved you long and I love you
now!!!

Rest in Peace my Love...
Akasa