It interests me not
what you do for a living.
I wanna know
what you crave for
and if you dare to dream
of meeting your heart's desires.
It interests me not
how long you have been alive.
I want to know
if you will risk
looking like a fool
for love
for your deep desires
for the unknowns of being alive.
It interests me not
what planets are
revolving the sun...
I want to know
if you have been at
the core of your own challenges
if you have been opened
by life's betrayals
or have become fearful and closed
from fear of further pain.
I want to know
if you can accept pain
mine or your own
without looking to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.
I wanna know
if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can move your body
and let the beats fill you
to the tips of your fingers and toes
without reminding yourself
to be careful
to be realistic
to remember the limitations
of being human.
It interests me not
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 interests me not
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 core
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.
It interests me not
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 jump out when it burns
It interests me not
with whom or where or what
you have studied.
I want to know
what sustains you
from the inside
when all else fades away.
I want to know
if you can be alone
with yourself
And still do great things
And still maintain your frame..
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