#BOTY2018: Day 7
On the 7th day of Christmas my true sent to me a poem she probably shouldn’t have written 😉
they sometimes happen in the blink of an eye……
they call them moments
we live them and they pass……..
they term them events
we learn from them and hope to change….
we call them lessons
to wake up is an experience
to live is an experience
to survive is an experience
life with all its ups and downs is an experience
we get so caught up in our own little corners of a cyber life
we forget that to love is an experience all on its own
to forgive and move on is an experience you have to go through
that no one no matter how hard they try can not explain to you.
to be liberated is like walking knowing you have gold pumping through your blood
only you can experience the fire that it brings to your soul.
two experiences to sum up my life,
one making my body feel alive and realise the importance of my surroundings and nature
and the other awaken my soul and spirit and realise the meaning of life
one may not have had an adrenalin pumping experience
but they had a faith testing experience that transformed my eyes.
one may not have experienced love or hurt
but they know how it feels to reach the peak of the Kilimanjaro in record time.
if you were to ask me what I would rather have,
i would say both
cause then i would make for a great conversationalist
and at the end of the day i must relate to where everyone else is
and not always where i am
otherwise what is the experience for?
