A young heart might catch a whiff of earthiness and be tossed by it, deeply into the arms of another, the scent forever locked into memory.
The lover knows the immediacy of the feeling, and begins to play. Memorizing their lover’s pout, their contemplative gaze, or perhaps a bemused smile, and wondering what words will invoke those expressions, there’s little chance now that memory will serve well enough, and that face must be seen again.
What does a heart do now though? Wasn’t there something important to imagine before this imaginary dance began?
The lover is in deep peril, and senses it, but dares still.
That sound, the one that takes the heart to the future, daring to imagine the songs that will play while romance rumbles all of the ground and the sky-- now even the birds have joined in! How indeed could the birds be wrong? This romance must be true, thinks the lover, as the earth and sky have joined in such a memorable chorus in the imagined future, and it is a daring thing to imagine, yet the lover imagines it.
Such a pretty cage, thinks no bird ever, except for the bird who has built a cage for themselves from the memories of an imagined future love, trapped inside of how things might be; what love has been before, and what it could someday become. ’Tis not a cage, but a warm blanket!’ the lover will chirp.
Such an imagined love is as real as it gets, the lover might say, and there is no escaping the fact that whatever has sparked their flame remains still, and that it kindles the memory-- that pout and that smile-- and this radiation even warms up the lover’s future, presenting a comfortable glow to bask in. There we go; radiation and light. What else could be as real as love?
What else could consume both past and future, memory and imagination, than such love? Just as the sweeping hand of the clock never checks the time, but only desires to be with time, all of the time, so do lovers dance to the song that will not wait. What can be as real as that?
painting above is mine, 'Bluffs at Steele Creek' 2003 watercolor- for more art, stories and variety, click below these birds:
You turn your soul inside out and this is what we see- how many people would shine with such love and beauty and goodness when doing that I wonder.
I can remember the feeling, both good and bad, and this tends to slant towards the good, I think. I have other old writings about love that sound more like battle memoirs. :/ This one's all warm and soothing. The blanket version instead of the cage I suppose.
It definitely slanted toward the good. 'Said no bird ever' made me laugh. But yes, warm fuzzy blankets :)
This would've been a perfect post for Valentine's, brother! Alas, you posted it way ahead. This was such a poetic piece, and I think really flexed every romantic muscle in your body. You said it best, it felt like a warm blanket. This was such a soothing read, I read it twice!
It may be way ahead of Valentine's day, but hopefully it was just in time for some. I never liked those Hallmark Holidays much anyway. For those who are new to the idea of romance, Valentine's Day may be the worst day of the year, so many expectations, Hallmark purchases to be made, as if love were to be tested that day only. That warm blanket can meanwhile be felt most every other day of the year.
Most definitely! My lady and I celebrate the whole irony of it haha!
Almost felt a desire to rekindle hope in illusions of love after reading this...
Nothing loves as freely or bleeds as hard as a romantic heart.
I would never recommend it, best to stay sane as much as possible. ;)
True story!
I'm so jelly now, I need to get watercolors classes as well!
Not much can be real than the present. Everything is else is projection.
Stay REAL.
Watercolor is a pretty good medium for me; there's a lot of time waiting for the paper to dry so that more coats can be added, so I can wander off and do other things while it dries.
It's so easy for our egos to send us falling into the past, or making up frightful futures, staying real is a full time job, but I'm getting better at it all the time. ;)
I'm taking oil painting class at the moment and I want to experiment other techniques.
It's hard to be by myself, but I am finally enjoying and accepting it. I can make it and I can live it large.
We can talk about our egos for hour.
Ego is a fucked up thing.
Oil painting class sounds fun, the medium is addicting. My low-budget oil painting classes were when I lived near a library, I would check out these art books heavy with color prints of the old masters. I studied those old paintings trying to learn the secrets, while also reading the descriptions of the techniques used, and finally trying to mimic the styles that caught my eye with my own paints. But hey you don't have to be by yourself, you have Steemians like me, who almost miss your comment but finally reply the following day!
The ego can be sorted out quickly; it's just the part of our mind that can't exist now, but instead tries to dwell in the past, and fabricate a fearful future. Be here now, and no ego can exist.
Oil painting is fun, but my teacher is making me copy other paintings instead of look at the reality, so I am not 100% about the colors and the results. However, I am doing it as practice, so as much as I do, I'm glad. I am just a beginner!
I don't know about your, but my ego can't really be sorted out quickly. I need to keep it under control, otherwise it is too loud.
a topic that affects me a lot :)
Nice post sir. restmeed and upvote
Awesome, and I appreciate the support.
thanks sir :)
Love is forever,love is all.This is obviously an authentic art about love.True love has never conclutin.
Thanks @therealpaul foe sharing.
@Resteem,upvotw & follow has been done.
Even these stones will wear away in time, but meanwhile they are everything to look at, and are very tempting to paint .
Thanks for your support!
What a beautiful watercolour! Thank you for sharing your artwork today.
I appreciate your checking it out, thanks.
Love kills some and brings others to life.
Is it all really just an illusion? Or are we just in love with ourselves?
Relying on someone else to bring our happiness meter from a 1 to a 10..... most of us can't do it by ourselves.
They will put you in a corner and make you wait and hesitate.
And what were you REALLY doing last night?
Potent, dangerous stuff, and I can't recommend it for anyone with a history of heart troubles. Actually, I can't recommend it to anyone. ;)
So beautiful expression of emotions and feelings .Yes the universe is alive for love, the lotus bloom for love, bird sings for love and Heart sings for. It's a wonderful relationship between the two beautiful hearts secretly and silently influence each other. You have beautifuly depicted the picture of love and emotions. Thanks for sharing such a beautiful thought. Wish you a very beautiful time ahead my friend.
Thanks for reading, I'm happy that you liked my words. It's been a long time since I was afflicted with such a thing as this kind of love that is depicted here, sometimes a little distance helps to see things better. Have a nice morning, and thank you for your thoughts here.
Your 'resteem' arrow/button is mysteriously missing. At least on my browser.
That's strange. Well I appreciate the thought! Maybe the resteem button would show on my home page, in the feed? Like instead of clicking on the article, view it in the feed?
I will give that a try...
So far, no luck. I followed two of the feed subjects down and could not find the post! :(
Figured this out; the resteem button disappears after 7 days, I suppose that since it can't be upvoted anymore the feature drops off.
Hm. That seems wrong. I mean, I thought I have seen people resteem old stuff. But maybe you are right. Oh well.
I went down your page to 7 days ago and the resteem button was gone from everything below that day. I thought I'd seen older posts resteemed too, but maybe they were not as old as I thought. It also could be a new thing, Steemit is supposedly still in it's beta stage, testing, testing.
Yep, I'm thinking new thing also. I feel certain that I saw it a long time ago though. When I first got here and I was just looking around.
That is great article and wonderful artwork .
@therealpaul
100 % like and resteem
I appreciate it, and thanks for your support.
Wow so beautiful art and painting, excellent creativity, thanks for sharing
Beautiful art and painting, very good job
Thanks for sharing
Good art.
"LOVE" is the spirit of the life...
Its really wonderful art and good post sir..
Thank you very much for sharing this with us...