Tuesday, February 17, 2009

reflections from a decision-making workshop

If God and I were having coffee and conversation, this is what I think s/he'd say...

Good dreams come from me you know,
My dreams seem impossible,
Not too practical
Not for the cautious man or woman.
A little risky sometimes,
A trifle rash perhaps.

Some of my friends prefer
to rest more comfortably,
in sounder sleep
with visionless eyes.

But from those who share my dreams,
I ask a little patience
A little honor,
Some small courage,
And a listening heart.
I will do the rest.

Then they will risk
And wonder at their daring
Run and marvel at their speed;
Build, and stand in awe at the
beauty of their building.

You will meet me as often as you want;
In your companions, who share your risk;
In your friends, who believe in you enough
To lend their own dreams,
their own hands,
their own hearts
to your building.

In the people who fill find your doorway,
Stay awhile and walk away
knowing they, too, can find a dream...

There will be sun-filled days.
And sometimes it will rain.
A little variety!
Both come from me.
So come now. Be content.

It is my dream you dream:
My house you build;
My caring you witness;
My love you share
And this is the heart of the matter.

- Charles Peguy

photo credit:
by Carlo Gatmaitan, 2008

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CloudWoman said...

I'll have to cut-and-paste this one on to my journal. Long-hand, of course. :-) Miss you, Mia!

Mia said...

Hey CloudWoman!
Awww I'm glad the poem touched you as well... it made me cry the first time I read it!
Miss you, my friend!

Kim said...

Thank you for sharing this poem. It's exactly what I needed today!

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