poemS.quotes.

The Invitation...

It doesnt 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 hearts 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 doesnt interest me what planets are squaring your moon...
I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by lifes betrayals or have become shrivelled 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 to be realistic or to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesnt 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. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day.
And if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, Yes.

It doesnt 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 to feed the children.

It doesnt interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesnt 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....

-Oriah Mountaindreamer
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He is:
My self-inflicted pain...
A preposterous diversion...
A momentary bliss...
My blameworthy experience...
My poisonous religion...
HE IS
MY ANNOYANCE...
And yet...
He remains to be
my ONLY HAPPINESS
;(

I want 2b som1s last call of d nyt
and his 1st thot in d morning..
I want those 5-hour conversations
that end in "no,u hang up first"..
I want d heart-racing palm-sweating
wats gona hapen-nxt? moments..
I want the hugs that he never wants
to let go of and d stolen kisses that
r always d sweetest..
but most importantly, i want sum1
i cn thnk of as MINE and MINE ALONE!

-FROM P*O

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Im holding on to the thot tht ur not 4
me. Im gona luk u in the eye, smile
and say "YOUR NOT MINE" then I'd walk
away...
Turn around at the 1st second and say
"but I wish YOU WERE.."

-FROM H*EJA
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sUM1 sed
"f u mke a wsh dt cnt b tru, d sky will cry.."
den 1 nyt,
I wish 4 d one I love 2 b myn...
dn I smiled and fel asleep,
I NEVER KNEW
it RAINED all night...
:(
-FROM MAV*C
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