I want to know....
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living.I want to know what you ache for,
And if you dare to dream of meeting
Your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
For love, for your dream,
For the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon.
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow,
If you have been opened by life's betrayals,
Or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain,
Mine or your own,
Without moving
To hide it or fade it or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy,
Mine or your own,
If you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
Without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic,
or to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself,
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.
I want to know if you can be faithless and therefore be trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty
Even when it is not pretty every day,
And if you can source your life
From its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure,
Yours and mine,
And still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver of the full moon,
"Yes!"
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair,
Weary and bruised to the bone,
And do what needs to be done for the children.
It doesn't interest me who you are, how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
In the center of the fire with me
And not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you
From the inside
When all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone
With yourself,
And if you truly like the company you keep
In the empty moments....
Comments (15)
Hope someone who says nice words to me like this one
Wow a long blog.
I am cosy with my own company.
Failure only mean you tried.
I see beauty in all things now its an age thing.
Pain is something I know and yes I never whinge over it.
Looking like a fool, hmm did lots of things that might
be looked on as foolish. To me its what I decided to so
and noone has the right to say otherwise.
Empty moments there are so few of them in my life as I
occoupy myself with so much.
Thanks hun, cool blog.
Thank you, I wrote this when I was in hospital for a few weeks. This my reflection for people around me, not only for my love one.
Yes its a long blog and I'm sorry for that. This only my reflection.
Thank you anyway for words
Thank you. Yes, as you said anything possible
Thank you. I'm better now, just wait for another treatment.
Good night Lachi
Your poem is great. Makes me think of someone i thought was my right one but not.
Be safe always Novi.
Thank you so much....
Hi Shay, miss you my friend. Thanks. I'm better now, just waiting for another treatment soon.
Have a good day Shay.
Well, still need a treatment but I will not disappear from here. I will be here just for read this blog side cause since few months ago this blog side become a battlefield here