Insights that Excites

(This is not entirely written by me.. if 'found' it) 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 dream 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 centre of your own sorrow if you have been opened by life’s 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 to remember the limitations of being human. It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is tru

Waves We stand alone With an ocean before us.... With its unending waves Matching the ones in our hearts The waves of emotions That have come and gone and come again Waves that connect us to other shores Weaving an invisible net Of emotions that keep coming and going How much ever we promise ourselves Never again. Yet, we shall stand alone Connected to other shores With other’s thoughts But only from a distance To just know as a fleeting moment As we pass through this Never ending saga of Living and being born again. We stand alone in hear break And in happiness As the waves of emotions Only but touch the other shores To be seen, felt and lived differently. This is written just like that... just felt like it :-)