,
When I see you
I see nascent joy
Chained by webs of self-deception
When I hear your voice
Sometimes I hear honesty and vulnerability
Sometimes evasion and rationalization
I feel your potential
I feel your inner struggle
I feel you torn in many directions
Oscillating between spiritual growth and addiction
We write by our rivers
They reconnect me with the waters of our recovery
They restore me from feeling broken
Healing this visceral, searing pain
A light rain falls
Cooling the excess of summer
Soothing the heat of your most tempestuous emotion
The pulse of rain links our spirits
Fusing our karmic potential
Opening a door to deeper honesty
You are a dreamer boy
And I love you religiously
I feel devotion to your journey
I feel the pulse of tantric alchemy
I don’t always know what to do
I don’t always know what to say
Sometimes I can only listen and love
Trying to imbue the foundations of recovery
Repeating truths, slogans, and suggestions
Words I have heard reiterated hundreds of times
My love is unconditional
I feel and amplify your potential
Moving out of shame
And into the solution
Realizing dreams
Conjuring new futures
Imagining transformation and regeneration
You are my dreamer boy
And I believe in you
In spite of your limitations
In spite of my anger and resentment
Our fates are intertwined
Anchored to deep rock
Sustaining this joyous river of connection
Exploring the spiritual waters of recovery
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Inspired by GOTHIC ANGEL: @tyleryoung_8 on twitter
–BYPO PHOENIX c)2023
