Words spoken by a friend
The words fill the mind with questions
The noble are ‘better’
They are the ones with power
How is the powerless noble?
Is there a nobility to love?
The true dream that all will be well?
If so it is a difficult nobility
Many of the internal thoughts are selfish
It is so easy to make another’s choices
To even try to make another’s livelihood
Dreaming of another’s success
Taking responsibility for what cannot be owned
Is nobility the ability to let go?
The ability to set and honor boundaries
Is building fences noble
Perhaps — but today fences are lonely
Perhaps nobility is having a big heart
Big enough to feel everything at once
Longing, pain, joy and hope
But such moments are difficult for a philosopher
The mind is full of this question of nobility
And the hope that there was truth to the complement