Tuesday, August 16, 2011

.risks

~ this is one of my favorite bits of prose, one of the things that gives me faith in the end of a rainbow. It became my favorite poem about 5 years ago when it was being read at the end of the very first video from the hospital founders asking for help and encouragement. At that second, at the end of that video, hearing this poem, I decided I had to go. not to just any place, but that I had to go there. to chad. since that moment i never wanted to start anywhere else.



RISKS


To laugh is to risk appearing the fool,
To weep is to risk being called sentimental.
To reach out to another is to risk involvement.
To expose feelings is to risk showing your true self.
To place your ideas and your dreams before the crowd is to risk being called naive.
To love is to risk not being loved in return,
To live is to risk dying,
To hope is to risk despair,
To try is to risk failure

But risks must be taken, because the greatest risk in life is to risk nothing.
The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing, and becomes nothing.
He may avoid suffering and sorrow, but he simply cannot learn, feel, change, grow or love.
Chained by his certitude, he is a slave; he has forfeited his freedom.
Only the person who risks is truly free.

Often attributed to the poet and thinker, Leo Buscaglia, the real author of this inspirational verse is Janet Rand.


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