It is impossible
To be objective
About an experience
I haven’t had
Tag: experience
Life and Time
Photographs remind us
Of all the life we’ve lived
And all the time
Which passed between
Of all the life we’ve lived
And all the time
Which passed between
Steady in the Wind
I recall the wind
Insistent
Pummeling
Leaning into it
Just to stand upright
Insistent
Pummeling
Leaning into it
Just to stand upright
I recall the sun
Hard
And hot
Burning through
The cold air coursing
I recall the sea
Singing
Its white noise crescendo
The roar
Of a planet alive
I recall this moment
Blissfully
Unattached
Firmly rooted to ground
In the grip of experience
Presence
Sometimes
I like to turn the radio off
Let the silence fall upon the car
Let the experience of driving
Transcend the noise
Otherwise in the background
I like to turn the radio off
Let the silence fall upon the car
Let the experience of driving
Transcend the noise
Otherwise in the background
I hear pavement’s texture
Know the coarse and the smooth
From the form of a wave in my ear
I feel it
Transferred from tires
To frame
To chassis
To the wheel beneath my hands
The pedal and floor beneath my feet
The seat enveloping my body
Levels ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #99
Levels deep
Path obscured
Proceeding
On faith
Alone
Path obscured
Proceeding
On faith
Alone
Well
Faith
And experience
There is
Always
A path
Experience
The quality of an experience
Is not proportioned
By the difficulty of obtaining it
But is informed
By the quality of attention I offer it
Until the alien seems mundane
Travel takes me
To places I could never imagine
Experiences I could never dream
Worlds which seem alien
So I stay
Experience all I can
Give reign to imagination
Until the alien seems mundane
Unconfined
The world provides
Such an abundance
Of the strange
And unknown
Such an abundance
Of the strange
And unknown
I try not to let
My ignorance
Confine my experience
Fault Lines
When I finally turned my gaze
From the world that’s all around me
Turned my eye to look within
And find the source that drives me
From the world that’s all around me
Turned my eye to look within
And find the source that drives me
It wasn’t long before I found
A crack in my demeanor
A harrowing
Of imperfection
A way in which I’m broken
Realms as beautiful as any I could imagine
Travel brings me
To realms as strange
And exquisite
As divine and beautiful
As any I could imagine
Or read about
Or discover
In the photographs of others
To realms as strange
And exquisite
As divine and beautiful
As any I could imagine
Or read about
Or discover
In the photographs of others
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