It's still vivid; the first time, I read Sonnet 116.
"Yes! Yes, Shakespeare! This is Love!"
At age 17, with all my knowledge of love, that it is the most wonderful and beautiful feeling on earth, his words were confirmation, to what I believed was love - 'an ever fixed mark'.
5 years later, my view of love hadn't changed much, if at all. Nevertheless, how practical, this description of love can be?
I would prefer stopping by the sonnet, before proceeding:
SONNET 116
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
What an admirable paradox, Sir William. You've never writ?!
Or had no man ever loved?
True love, being never a subject to alteration, is what he refers to. A love that have deep, mighty roots; a never ending inspiration to the lovers, 'a star to every wandering bark', setting him on track again. He sees true love as that which stands the test of time. Modern science, have had recent evidence that this is possible, despite the previous beliefs, that love fades to time.
Whilst Shakespeare's sonnet embodies true love characteristics, timeless and unaltered, it does not help us learn how to bring these traits into our love stories.
But can it be brought at all? I mean, where is our share in making a love true or not? Why can a human as Shakespeare find love, not a subject to nature's law of change, while the biggest majority of people say, it doesn't last?! Is it luck? Or a real effort to keep the song playing?
Till I can find an answer worth of sharing, I'll just conclude by saying that I absolutely agree that love does not 'bend with the remover to remove'; that even if the spell seems to be broken, the heart would still - by the least - remember, the lover, as a...lover!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Of my triad!
Sure enough, that was not in anyway the way I would have loved to start my blog. When I first started this blog sometime ago, I had a million idea on mind, all revolving around one thing: endearments, which is the expression of inspiring affection, though classically in the specific form of caress, it can be in anyother.
Anyway, as many things in my life, I wanted the first blog to be the best that it can be. Nothing and no reason could make me compromise my first blog entry; even if the "best" idea was just not popping in. "It must be on its way", was the last, I would hear every day night as I would talk myself to sleep.
I shall make it GREAT! I will earn its title! My blog would be in every way the ray of inspiring affection, people I may never meet or know, would bathe in.
Zutt! The "it" just never seemed to find time to come. May I blame it? I dare not! I wouldn't allow it the chance. Yes I! The one person who wanted it so much, never allowed it to come in!
You know when you are running wild from your destiny. How many people get this feeling? All? How frequently? What do the majority do about it? What do the great heros and heroines of history do about it when they catch themselves running, and running, and running, thinking and believing they are heading down their path, only to tripple over suddenly and stand up in search of signs, expecting to find them everywhere, when you just realise that NOONE HAD PUT THEM FOR YOU. You search for a way to know where you are; it may be difficult to know, but by then you are sure you are not "there". There and there alone are YOUR SIGNS! The flags that welcome you; the colours you have painted throughout your life and sent them with angels of your soul and winds that you blow to "there", such that they would call on you to your where, to "there".
Yet, as you trippled over, and stood up, you find you can't see the signs, you can't hear the winds; the colours are not there!
And nowhere is your where! Had your signs and colours; songs, birds and flowers misled you???
Or was it your running??? You ran too fast, too wild that you could not hear them as they called on you?
AND GOD?!!!!!!!!!! Had you lost touch with HIM? Did you stop listening to the signs HE SENDS you? Did you become too proud to rush and race without calling on HIM for THE GUIDANCE HE GIVES?
Why? How? Or WHEN?
Which could be easier to answer? Which need to be answered? What is the key, the why, the how or the when? If you know the why, but you can't define the how, can you be sure your why is valid? If you know the why and the how, and can't remember the when, the "when" may haunt you forever. Haunt you cause unless and until, the triad is complete, you shall never know the part you influenced. The part that you allowed to be lost or the things that you allowed to be missed, or what did you overlook! Yes! YOU NEED THE WHEN, TO GO BACK IN TIME AND "SEE" WITH YOUR OWN EYES, WHAT YOU HAD PREVIOUSLY OVERLOOKED!
I HAVE BEEN RACING! RUNNING! RUNNING! RUNNING! SURE I KNOW MY WHERE! YES I KNOW IT! I KNOW I KNOW IT!
It was just not coming, just like the "it" :-)
I smiled :-) WoW! Am glad I did, cause I started this of with tears. Opps! They are coming back :-) No! Once smiling, forever will By GOD'S WILL :-)
Well, this does not come in anyway as the "it", but the flow of emotions I have been experiencing for a while that aggravated Today, led me to call for an inspirational warmth, for a "caress" to my racing soul, to myself.
And even with no posts here yet, am surprised I found it here! As things I never knew I had on my mind flooded out, I am feeling the "it" is around :-)
All I have to do is to let my signs, colours and songs call on me. All I need is to calm down the noise; MY INNER NOISE! All else can be raised upon!
In face of all else, when I hear my soul, and feel THE POWER OF GOD WITHIN, I would be STRONG!
What stirred the emotions?
When I started writing here, I was certain I would write all about what "stirred" my emotions, in terms of the actions of "X" and "Y" :-) Yet, as I was writing, I could not find a place to the "who"!
Anyway, as many things in my life, I wanted the first blog to be the best that it can be. Nothing and no reason could make me compromise my first blog entry; even if the "best" idea was just not popping in. "It must be on its way", was the last, I would hear every day night as I would talk myself to sleep.
I shall make it GREAT! I will earn its title! My blog would be in every way the ray of inspiring affection, people I may never meet or know, would bathe in.
Zutt! The "it" just never seemed to find time to come. May I blame it? I dare not! I wouldn't allow it the chance. Yes I! The one person who wanted it so much, never allowed it to come in!
You know when you are running wild from your destiny. How many people get this feeling? All? How frequently? What do the majority do about it? What do the great heros and heroines of history do about it when they catch themselves running, and running, and running, thinking and believing they are heading down their path, only to tripple over suddenly and stand up in search of signs, expecting to find them everywhere, when you just realise that NOONE HAD PUT THEM FOR YOU. You search for a way to know where you are; it may be difficult to know, but by then you are sure you are not "there". There and there alone are YOUR SIGNS! The flags that welcome you; the colours you have painted throughout your life and sent them with angels of your soul and winds that you blow to "there", such that they would call on you to your where, to "there".
Yet, as you trippled over, and stood up, you find you can't see the signs, you can't hear the winds; the colours are not there!
And nowhere is your where! Had your signs and colours; songs, birds and flowers misled you???
Or was it your running??? You ran too fast, too wild that you could not hear them as they called on you?
AND GOD?!!!!!!!!!! Had you lost touch with HIM? Did you stop listening to the signs HE SENDS you? Did you become too proud to rush and race without calling on HIM for THE GUIDANCE HE GIVES?
Why? How? Or WHEN?
Which could be easier to answer? Which need to be answered? What is the key, the why, the how or the when? If you know the why, but you can't define the how, can you be sure your why is valid? If you know the why and the how, and can't remember the when, the "when" may haunt you forever. Haunt you cause unless and until, the triad is complete, you shall never know the part you influenced. The part that you allowed to be lost or the things that you allowed to be missed, or what did you overlook! Yes! YOU NEED THE WHEN, TO GO BACK IN TIME AND "SEE" WITH YOUR OWN EYES, WHAT YOU HAD PREVIOUSLY OVERLOOKED!
I HAVE BEEN RACING! RUNNING! RUNNING! RUNNING! SURE I KNOW MY WHERE! YES I KNOW IT! I KNOW I KNOW IT!
It was just not coming, just like the "it" :-)
I smiled :-) WoW! Am glad I did, cause I started this of with tears. Opps! They are coming back :-) No! Once smiling, forever will By GOD'S WILL :-)
Well, this does not come in anyway as the "it", but the flow of emotions I have been experiencing for a while that aggravated Today, led me to call for an inspirational warmth, for a "caress" to my racing soul, to myself.
And even with no posts here yet, am surprised I found it here! As things I never knew I had on my mind flooded out, I am feeling the "it" is around :-)
All I have to do is to let my signs, colours and songs call on me. All I need is to calm down the noise; MY INNER NOISE! All else can be raised upon!
In face of all else, when I hear my soul, and feel THE POWER OF GOD WITHIN, I would be STRONG!
What stirred the emotions?
When I started writing here, I was certain I would write all about what "stirred" my emotions, in terms of the actions of "X" and "Y" :-) Yet, as I was writing, I could not find a place to the "who"!
Not that in anyway I am degrading the influence of the "who" :-) It is just that the "who" may be a result of my why, how and when. The "who" came about and established itself in my day as a result of my triad; just as my grades and health and everything else that seem as a resultant of my action :-) Of my Triad!
I guess that is it for now :-) I am just glad am smiling again! الحمد لله ("THANK ALLAH" in Arabic :D)
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