Experiences

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Dec 16, 2020 

Experiences,
hands
that mold.
Crafting
a life.
Crafting
being.
Years go
by.
Shape
and form
change.
Altered.
Experience
molds reality.
Alters
perceptions.
Changes
the being.
Year after
year the
project
continues.
Building
on what’s
learned.
Building
on experience.
Finish
product
never attained.
Experiences
infinite.
Finished
product
never realized.
Molding experience.
What’s known
cannot be
known until
it’s known.
Molding.
Shaping.
Crafting.
A work
in progress.
Forever,
a work in
progress.

 

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