Being with you is beautiful
However you are
Whatever you’re feeling.
I love you.
I welcome you back.
Together we navigate;
I couldn’t do it alone.
We are strong together
Sharing what we know
And what we don’t
On the edge of
Finding things out.
I see you.
You are not what happened to you.
You are beautiful.
You did what you could
And your body
Created splits
Like rivers forking
All part of the one
In their fractal
Roaming of the earth.
It’s wonderful to see you
And to love you
And be loved by you.
We are not broken.
We don’t need to be fixed.
What we need is presence
For our parts to be mixed.
I wrote that before I really
Knew what it meant.
But I felt it in my being.
The whole of me knew its truth,
Grounded in a desire to mingle
And know each other,
No longer hidden.
Sometimes it’s easy to see
What we need to look at
And sometimes we hide it
From ourselves.
I’ve often said don’t go digging,
But create the conditions
For it to bubble up naturally.
Defences can be high
In everyday life.
Altered states take them away
And with them
They carry away shame
Leaving just the memories
And a sense of love
For the part that went through that.
It’s so freeing
And loving.
There’s a tension between
What’s legal and
What can help billions of people.
I feel it in my heart:
The yearning for
A loving society
That cares
And collaborates
And chills
And plays
And weeps
Together.