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Invitation

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- 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 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 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 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 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 a 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 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.更多精彩文章及讨论,请光临枫下论坛 rolia.net
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  • 工作学习 / 外语学习 / Invitation
    • I like both poems you posted. Where did u get them?
    • Since i really like it, now i can remember the followings: 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
      • My favorite line -- 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."
        • Either you and or author is really brave.
        • not really my favorite, i was just reading this one. Good night
          Echoes
          (From Life and Death)
          William Ernest Henley (1849 - 1903)

          Out of night that covers me,
          Black as the pit from pole to pole,
          I thank whatever gods may be
          For my unconquerable soul.
          ......
          ......

          It matters not how strait the gate,
          How charged with punishments the scroll,
          I am the matter of my fate:
          I am the captain of my soul
          • I have decided to reserve some time for myself to enjoy poem(s) during the coming holiday weekend. :)
            Invictus
            by William Ernest Henley

            Out of the night that covers me,

            Black as the Pit from pole to pole,

            I thank whatever gods may be

            For my unconquerable soul.

            In the fell clutch of circumstance

            I have not winced nor cried aloud.

            Under the bludgeonings of chance

            My head is bloody, but unbowed.

            Beyond this place of wrath and tears

            Looms but the Horror of the shade,

            And yet the menace of the years

            Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

            It matters not how strait the gate,

            How charged with punishments the scroll,

            I am the master of my fate:

            I am the captain of my soul.