I can't explain it the way you can experience it. ~ Vernetta Howell
I can tell my story,
what it was like, what happened,
the miracle that is now.
I can describe the meetings,
the people, the sense of finally
coming home – at last —
to the place you've never been.
I can relate the sense of peace,
the difference in not being eaten up
with fear, with resentment, with hatred.
I can lionize recovery, the phenomenon
of finally living, of victory,
of love and understanding
beyond my wildest dreams – and yours!
But none of it will change you, will rescue you
like the experience of living it yourself.
what it was like, what happened,
the miracle that is now.
I can describe the meetings,
the people, the sense of finally
coming home – at last —
to the place you've never been.
I can relate the sense of peace,
the difference in not being eaten up
with fear, with resentment, with hatred.
I can lionize recovery, the phenomenon
of finally living, of victory,
of love and understanding
beyond my wildest dreams – and yours!
But none of it will change you, will rescue you
like the experience of living it yourself.
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