Gone

Permeating some other place

Final

A lingering and loving goodbye

Eternal

A life filmed on the akasha

Miss you

Oh how I miss you

The humor, practicality, the zest

The wisdom, unselfish friendship, best

Buddies, smoking partners, co-authors

Players in the land

Always on hand to make me see

The way to be happy

Your suffering done quietly

Never a moan, well maybe one or two

But not founded in you

But rather in truth

Where you shone a light

And were usually so right

Miss you

Friend so far away

Miss you

Friend so close

Yet now so far away

You taught me well

Yet, I never felt taught

You guided me home

Mostly over the phone

I hope I gave back some

Of what you gave to me

Along the way.