On Experience – Persevering Poetry (1)

Do not resist change,

My love.

That is the only constant.

Fortunately,

Or unfortunately.

Luckily,

Or unluckily.

Let go of what you need to be true,

For the longer you hold onto it,

The harder it will be to accept.

To accept that life is wild,

Untamed,

Unpredictable.

Beyond the material,

There only lies the truth.

That what is here can also be gone.

In a matter of years,

Months,

Or even seconds.

Do not fear fear,

my love.

For it will only shapeshift into other forms.

Showing up as what needs to be experienced.

What needs to be seen,

Heard,

And ultimately expressed.

Do not swallow your words.

Speak.

Let it flow.

For there may not be a tomorrow.

Experience it all.

The highs,

The lows.

That is all there is to do.