To Gather Wise Charas Bud of Love
With patience we gathered wisdom
Gathered wisdom from picking herb
Like turning green pages of a book
Leaves of learning of bonkers stuff
We plucked flowers with our fingers
Our digits quickly did become sticky
With the resin of heavenly thoughts
We did roll the resin in to little balls
We rubbed the resin on to our palm
The sticky shit slowly accumulated
Tlny balls of hash got much bigger
We gathered charas by rolling digits
It was a slow time consuming task
To gather little orbs of herb wisdom
But it is worth the time when toked
The musky aroma of heavenly resin
The thick pungent trippy holy smoke
The taste of sweet paradise pon lips
An’ blissful warm cerebral mind glow
The wisdom of charas assaults brain
Consciousness raised to higher plane
Resin gathering is our natural lesson
An act of mind love given us by a herb
Our plant teacher she is eternally wise
In her organic wisdom grows true love
Reverntly we do gather her charas bud
