Word-less Thursday

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 betrayalsor have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.
-excerpt from The Invitation

It does not matter to me if you think my stories are true. It does not matter to me if I disappoint another by being true to myself. It does not matter to me if I have to bear the accusation of betrayal so long as I do not betray my own soul. It does not matter to me if I will be faithless to be trustworthy.