Whoever anonymous is, thank you for writing this beautiful and true poem. It can be so hard for me to take risks, but if I don't step out of my comfort zone, where will I have gone? The answer, of course, is nowhere.
(Sorry, I don't know how to change the margins and make it look nice.)
Risk
To laugh is to risk appearing the fool.
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out to another is to risk involvement.
To expose feelings is to risk exposing your true self.
To place your dreams, ideas before a crowd is to risk their loss.
To love is 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 hazard in life is to risk nothing.
The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, and is nothing.
They may avoid suffering and sorrow, but they cannot learn, feel, change, grow, love, live.
Chained by their certitudes, they are a slave: they have forfeited their freedom.
Only a person who risks is truly free.
- Anonymous
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This is beautiful, Nisa! Thank you so much for sharing. It's one of those things that pops you right between the eyes. :)
ReplyDeleteWow, you and Ali Cross must be of the same mind today. She had this poem on her blog too!
ReplyDeleteGreat words to get you thinking.
It did really get me thinking this morning as I was reading Ali's post. ;) I had to re-post it as a reminder to myself and to put my own two cents in. Plus some of the people who read this blog might not have read hers. (ie my family. Hehe!)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem. I had never heard that before. Lovely. And quite convicting.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing.
Dude, Ali has this on her blog too. It's beautiful. Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteThat is gorgeous. What a beautiful reminder. Thanks for posting this Nisa!
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