Monday, May 4, 2009

The Invitation (by Oviah 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 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 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 become shrivelled and closed from fear of 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,
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,
if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty
even when it's 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 on the edge of the 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 a night of grief and despair,
weary and bruised to the bone,
and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn't interest me who you know or 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.

4 comments:

  1. Beautiful J! Loved the lines..
    "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"

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  2. Jyotsna,

    Thanks for sharing this absolutely stunning piece. Loved these lines the most -

    I want to know if you can get up,
    after a night of grief and despair,
    weary and bruised to the bone,
    and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

    Best wishes,
    Manasi

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  3. dear di... i too loved the lines which u mentioned, along with the ones about ..have u touched the centre of ur own pain...
    have posted a nice poem today..
    take care

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  4. Dear Manasi thanks for dropping in and leaving a message. sorry i have been struggling with my acad, so could not reply earlier.
    ya i loved the entire poem and the lines u mentioned seemed full of depth ...and strength too:)
    take care..

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