She stared at the image, her mind going to the novel she'd been reading only that morning -- vampires who moved so fast you couldn't see them. The picture was part of a visual anthology composed for Valentine's Day, so she assumed she was expected to see some message about love in the two who stood perilously in the midst of traffic, the young man hugging the unresponsive young woman in his arms.
She tried, but couldn't see that. What she saw, the thoughts that came to her as she tried to see love, she wrote down in a poem...
REALITY
The reality is --
strange though it may seem --
that WE are calm
in the midst of chaos.
WE are reason
in the face of madness.
WE are stability
in the face of uncertainty.
The reality is --
strange though it may seem --
WE are knowledge
in the face of ignorance,
WE are hope
in the face of doubt,
WE are love
in the face of hatred.
The novel was supposed to have been giving her some inspiration to finish her own fourth novel, her first about a vampire. She was enjoying it, but was not so far inspired by it, and this digression into picture viewing had instead stimulated a different kind of writing than the one she needed to do. She sighed, adding the poem to her aptly named "Scraps" file, hitting "Save", and then closing the laptop.
Time to go back to work. She picked up the novel...
7 comments:
K I really love your take on this picture. Do you that I've looked at that picture a few times now and never noticed the girl was not hugging back? We see what we want to sometimes.
Yeah...we do, Chey! I know that for a fact! :(
I saw this picture as being about something other than love.
...and I can totally see that now too!
this was very cleverly handled
Thanks, Rogsy! :)
A very enjoyable perspective...
Thank you! :)
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