My Brother FOX

I never had a brother, until Fox came into my life. At first we both stood our ground and eyed each other suspeciously, looking for the holes in each others armour. We came together for the birth of ourpagan family, The Tribe.
There were politics, and people not acting so nice, and we both looked into each others eyes and announce, 'Only Truth'
I had called his wife, Rain, to discuss some of the happenings that were going on in the local pagan community and we all three promised to always be upfront and totally, brutally honest with each other, always. And we kept our words.
I remember the first time this Big Straight man came up and gave me the biggest bear hug ever. He called me 'Brother' that day, and being the sensitive gay man, I cried, but not like I am crying now. Then I was happy, for my dream of a brother was coming true, today my sadness is casting me back in darkness.
I Love you, Fox!!
My Brother, my friend.
I will alway honor you, and do my best to help Rain, my sister Mother Rain Owl.
Join the Light my friend, we know you must move on for reasons that we might not understand right now.
I HOLD YOU IN THE LIGHT ALWAYS
your brother,