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

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

Or to remember the limitations of being human

It doesn't interest me if the story you're 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 faithful and therefore be trustworthy

I want to know if you can see beauty even when its not pretty every day

And if you can source your life from God's presence

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and 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 the 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 are

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