I've Begun Asking

I’m breaking my habit of asking strangers, “What do you do? As if they’re no more than what they do.

I’ve begun asking

“What are your dreams and your dreads?”

“What moves you excites you, alarms you?”

“What drains you or sustains you?”

“What interests or bores you, amuses or grieves you?”

“Where do you go when you’re homesick?”

“Where do you rest when you’re tired?”

“Who are you when you’re alone, and whom do you miss?”

“And who misses you?”

But when were dealing with questions,

Perhaps it’s not really what

Or where,

Or who,

But whose.

Whose are you?

And whose am I?

(Gerhard Frost) Journey of the Heart