THE FEMALE QUIXOTE: 3月 2010

2010年3月30日

once 曾經

can we just sit there and
understand each other without words
if so
lay down by my side
if you know
only being unconscious can be conscious
any kind of answer comes in the end simply pretentious
give me your hand

可不可以就坐著
試著了解彼此, 不說話
如果你願意
就躺下來吧
如果你也懂
要先打昏自己才能清醒
任何的解答都是廢話
給我, 你的手

2010年3月26日

The Invitation by Oriah

I found this lovely poetry via SuperForest, hope you like it!

The Invitation by Oriah

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 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 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 the 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 centre 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.

2010年3月13日

circle

I promise to make you more alive than you’ve ever been.
for the first time you’ll feel your hair's trembling
like the wild grass in the Spring wind and you'll hear
heart yells in silence
and see the shadow flashes right before your eyes
like an invisible ghost flickering
for the first time, you'll notice how quick the day flies
like the candle burning
and your soul will feel pain from struggle for liberty.
I promise to make you so alive that
the rain drop will melt you
and soon you'll fly under the bright sun
and your memories will seem to begin
with the circle of life

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