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YOU UNBUTTON ME by Ilda Dashi

We have all certain people in our lives that at first seem to challenge us...

But what they are doing actually is helping us dig deep inside of our minds and hearts, bringing awareness to our inner world, which is in turn reflected outside through our behavior and actions.These are what we can call our greatest life teachers. They teach us where to look inside, how to be exposed and how not to hide between false faces and masks. 

These valuable teachers could appear in our lives as a lover, a friend, a parent, a sibling and so on. They could be anyone! What's more important is to accept what they bring upon our paths so we can grow and mature. This poem is dedicated to a male friend of mine with whom I have a very beautiful relationship: one that has no label.

You Unbutton Me 
by Ilda Dashi

I could have never imagined,
that someone like you,
would one day read me naked between my unwritten lines,
and then take me to those places inside me,
where i’m the most scared to go.

I could have never imagined,
that someone like you,
would destroy my falseness
and take me to the river of tears
for fear of meeting those unstable and incomplete parts of myself.

I could have never imagined,
that someone like you,
would be true to my truth,
exposing all the underlying layers of my bittersweet madness,
and have me meet myself in all my nudity,
in those places inside ,
i never dared to look at,
or accept.


You,
you always remind me of my beautiful essence 
and at the same time,
you unbutton my mind like I were a cloth,
you undress my heart,
and leave me empty handed in front of my inner mirror,
where i see all my scars, wounds, greatness, humility,
ugliness and beauty simultaneously.



Ilda Dashi is a seeker of truth in life. She had been accumulating things that she feels really matter in life, in her life, until she realized that nothing is of greater importance that finding her own Self, and her own path, in other words her own SOUL. Today, Ida continues to seek new ways of dealing with her own struggles and understand her own unique path and her own uniqueness which sometimes scares her...but she can't follow any other path other than the path her Soul is calling her to follow. Ida is a lover of nature and silence. She loves to be still and meditate because in those moments she tastes glimpses of her own truth above the veil of dust filled with conditioning and ignorance from the past. She is a dreamer and she likes to reach the stars. Visit her blog, her Youtube channel, or connect on Facebook.



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  1. Beautiful , You always inspire me to write. :)

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  2. Thank you dear Moshami...! Keep writing.

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  3. Beautiful and meaningful for that special person in our lives!

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