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| Poem by Oriah Mountain Dreamer 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 life'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 dreams, 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 been shriveled and closed from fear of further pain. I wnat to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, fade it or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with the wildness and let the ecstacy fill youto 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're 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 fatihful 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 the Creator's presence. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours or 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 can 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 konw 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. |
| Poem submitted by : Lady_hawke_6 Author: Unknown Updated on May 13th, 2003 |
| Destiny Destiny calls me, as starlight falls on me, and the whispering wind caresses my skin. Oh, how I wonder, many nights I do ponder, who and what I really am. My destiny awaits me, my soul does elate me, and I know I got a place in this world. |
| Submitted by Rebecca Wiles A.K.A. (Starcrystal) - Homepage |