Love Does Not Admit Strings Reflections
That love does not admit stringent reflections, it is as true as life itself.
Love comes as a whirlwind of emotions, colors, illusions … and before that, what else can we do than surrender at its feet? Rubén Darío already affirmed it: “Lady, Love is violent, and when it transfigures us, madness ignites our thoughts . “
Illusions overwhelm us and we lose our peace, our kisses are filled with a passion that we cannot explain in words, because they are only explained by feeling. Our mind is transformed, illuminated, enlarged with thoughts that make us vibrate and regain the illusion again.
It seems that the world is no longer the same, that it has been transformed for us and that makes us cry, cry with emotion because life smiles at us again. Everything that seemed gray to us has been transformed into the most beautiful of rainbows.
We go a little crazy, we feel that an adventure has come into our lives when we least expected it to fill us with a lot of illusions that we had lost and in which we no longer believed. We return to see the light and the brightness to our days.
It seems incredible to us that our dull heart beats again and feels like when we fell in love for the first time, when we were just kids.
“ Clara is my mind with flames of love, lady, like the tent of the day or the palace of the dawn. And the perfume of your ointment pursues my good fortune, and madness ignites my thought ”.
In the first moments we like everything : his voice, his breath, the way he walks, the way he moves his hands, the way he winks or greets us. How he looks at us, when he touches us or takes our hands …
They are experiences that are not forgotten for long.
We may even lose that love and after the years a melody, a smell, a place, will transport us back to those moments that we should all know at least once in our lives. Without a doubt, love is something so inexplicable that in these words we refuse to talk about the chemistry that produces it …
We just want to share with you those feelings that great poets and artists have told us so uniquely for years. And that we ourselves have discovered sometime in our lives.
This universal feeling that when it really appears, appears to make us laugh, make us dream. To become a little foolish and to find meaning in our lives again. We don’t want to talk about chemicals, oxytocin, adrenaline … just sensations.
Because love, not only that of a couple, but that which is awakened by the people we most appreciate in our lives is a unique and unrepeatable experience that fills us with joy, fills us with joy.
Although on the other hand, it is true that we should not fall into the ” I’m alone, my life has no meaning .” We should feel happy alone and with ourselves.
We should not be looking for love at all costs because he comes alone. Perhaps in the spring of our lives or perhaps it comes again, like autumn comes when the leaves fall slowly, without the radiant light of spring, but with another light … different yes, but just as magical.
Nor should we run away from it or be afraid of it because it once hurt us, perhaps it broke our hearts into a thousand pieces like when a vase falls to the ground and we think that it can no longer be fixed. Maybe that’s true, maybe that vase is already too broken to fix, but who said it had to be the only vase in our lives?
