Many times I've walked through Budapest being struck by something I wanted to share. Here, I do just that. What follows are glimpses along life's path that had touched my heart. Enjoy! Budapest Daily Photos recently moved to its own home. The photos here may be enlarged by clicking on them unlike BudapestResources.com website, its previous home.
These buildings are in the midst of Andrassy Blvd. close to the Opera. The stores that were once here have closed and the battles are going on behind the scene to see which flagship store will show up here with a fashionable brand name. Sad in a way as Hungarians are being squeezed out of their own city.
The Invitation
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for
and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
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 betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us
to be careful
to be realistic
to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me
is true.
I want to know if you can
disappoint another
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
“Yes.”
It doesn’t interest me
to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after the night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.
It doesn’t interest me who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.
It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone
with yourself
and if you truly like the company you keep
in the empty moments.
10 comments:
Hi Isadora,
Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my Blog! I've enjoyed taking a peek at Budapest whilst I've been here :)
That is sad...small shops are fun and intimate.
oh, you can see the sadness in the photo. i love that about your photos. they convey such emotion.
I've never been a city person but it's certainly interesting to see and hear about city life around the world.
What a pity that facade is in such a bad shape.
I think we all are losing our identity to the big corporate giants. The building looks nice hopefully whoever takes it over will not transform it into something plain.
It will be interesting to see the result of the renovations.
The squeezing out of smaller, local business is happening all over. Sad to say...
Mari-Nanci
I love the last photo, and seems that the trees seem so lonely and barren
must be they can feel the sadness as well.
that is sad indeed!!! don't we already have enough flagship stores in this world?!
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