Tuesday, September 12, 2006

I hope you dance

I hope u never lose your sense of wonder

What does it take to hope?
Believing that tomorrow will be better than today
That you’ll get a second chance
That you’ll make a difference

You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
Hunger-is the wanting to see more
Feel more
Touch more
Crave/desire/search out/find/hold more
Sometimes hunger hurts more

May you never take one single breathe
for granted
So breathe out and breathe in
And soak it all up

God forbid love ever leave your empty-handed
But if it does,
May it leave you patient and stronger
Willing and wiser, tender and tougher

I hope u still feel small
When u stand beside ocean

Whenever one
Door closes I hope
One more opens

Promise me that u’ll give faith a
Fighting chance

A promise is all about faith
A promise is only as strong
As your own faith in your own self
So when u give your word
In light of your strengths and in spite
Of your weaknesses,
To struggle and follow through
You are doing a beautiful thing

And when you get the chance
To sit it out or dance
I hope dance
Who cares what you sound like with a voice all your own

I hope you never fear those mountains in
The distance

Its crossing your fingers when the map doesn’t make sense, when the compass
Doesn’t know truly north from truly lost, and it’s up to you
to persevere and get to the other side

Never settle for the path of
Least resistance

*Living might mean taking
Chances,
But they’re worth taking
It’s risky breathing, let alone needing.
Trusting, reaching out. Life is the leap of faith,
The bold declaration of
Hope.*

Loving might be a mistake
But it’s
Worth making
This is really big stuff!
This is the crux of the whole
Adventure!

Love, love, love
You have to love
And if you don’t get love right,
You have to move on
And forgive
And then you have to remember
That you’ve forgiven
Or else you can’t move on.
And If you don’t move on
U’ll surely end up..
Bitter

Don’t let some
Hell-bent
Heart leave you bitter
(and don’t say I didn’t warn you)

When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
You one worth so much
To me, to us, to life as such

Give the heavens above
More than a passing glance
Heaven-a place somehow high above the clouds,
Yet deep inside your soul
A place of complete peace of total, utter happiness
A place greater than the sum of everything you’ll ver be or could ever imagine to be
A place we all want to get to
But just not yet…

And when you get the choice to st out
Or dance
I hope you dance

I hope you dance because
Time
Time is a wheel
Time is a wheel in constant motion
Always
Rolling along us
Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder…
Where their years have gone

But I’d also like to think that time and age are cousins-they’re relative.
Who said you have to go by actual miles?
If you didn’t know how old you were, how old would you be?
(me, I’m sticking with eighteen)

I’ll even argue that you can bottle youth
What you store it in is all up to you
(I suggest you heart)
If you can figure out a way to keep
The energy and fire alive
You’ll always stay young
And where there’s youth, there’s hope
Where there’s hope, there’s wonder
Where there’s wonder, there’s faith
Where there’s faith, there’s chance
Where there’s chance, there’s love
Where there’s love, there’s music
And dancing.

So in my heart of heart’s
I hope you dance
I really hope you dance
-Amen-

-WAIT-
promise me one more thing:
if tommorrow you wake up feeling
unoriginal
or as if you don’t belong
or faithless
or tired of this world
please remember this
(or just call me)

-NO, it’s not the end
It’s the beginning-

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