Friday, February 10, 2006

Gazing at Saturn

I sit gazing at Saturn, wondering what it’s like to be her, out there detached, unfeeling, giant, beautiful, cold and alone. At times I wished to be her. At times, I suppose I still do. The power of saying to the world, “I don’t care. I don’t even see you,” is attractive, downright appealing. I gaze at Saturn and I wonder what it must be like. I imagine not having thoughts or feelings, not to worry, not to wonder. Sometimes feels it would be a relief to leave this world. But that feeling doesn’t last.

I can gaze at Saturn, but I can’t go there. There’s no air for me to breathe. My heart would die without deep feelings. My mind would wither without thoughts. My ears would never hear my soul sing in soundless space, and without people I wouldn’t feel much like dancing. I’d just feel far from home. All the colors Saturn shines with wouldn’t erase the velvet feeling of one wild violet in my hand.

Some things are only attractive when they are far away.

—me strauss Letting me be


Dawn said...

What a great post, Liz. Some things are only attractive when they are far away. Yeah. It's something about the mystery of it, I think. That far away planet is attractive because I don't know it well. Once something (or someone) loses it's mystery, the relationship changes completely. The tradeoff of losing the deep feelings of my heart or exploring with my mind is definitely not worth it.

Thanks for this post. It gets me thinking on a dreary morning.

ME Strauss said...

Hi Dawn,
Some dreary mornings are meant for thinking others are meant for going back to sleep. I hope i chose the right one. )

Grandma Jeannie said...

Nice post!

ME Strauss said...

Thanks Jeanie,
Thank you very Much.