After last week’s blog about our precious time, I wanted to share this poem with you.
Why wait till the end
to ask ourselves
did we get what we want from this life of ours?
did we find our joy
and heartfelt peace
did we dance to our beat
and find our own rhythm
did we sing our own song
or get lost in the noise
did we write our own story
or follow the book ready written.
did we get what we want from this life of ours?
did we find our passion, our purpose, our love
or stay with the cosy, the predictable, the secure
did we expand our thoughts, our minds, our hearts
or let them close down and not rise above
did we explore our world,
our feelings, our vision,
or not dare to look and turn away
did we engage with all,
different cultures and races
or stay with the familiar
that makes us feel safe.
did you get what you want from this life of yours?
Why wait till the end to question and ask
for this is your time, your present, your past.
Why Wait, by Philippa Bottrill
