Connection Conquers Addiction

Unlike the opaque, and shadowed depths which must be stirred; Moving only when senses or wisdom are blurred. As emotions dart, here, and there; Fleeting like a shimmering flash, in the darkest of lair. Healthy spirits wise to the current’s ebbs and sways; Intertwining before, during, evermore, and always. Droplets converge, streams become a river; Tumbling and turning, but each drop a giver. Varied in movement, but progressing none-the-less; The mighty torrents of the waterfall do convalesce. Supporting each other, connected at the core; Each atom of being begging to give more.