avatarDivya Goswami

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The website content is a poetic reflection on love, metaphorically depicted through the beauty and transience of a sunset.

Abstract

The text titled "The Golden Answers Of Love" is a lyrical narrative that draws a parallel between the stages of love and the phases of a sunset. It begins with a contemplation on whether to start the story with the hope of a sunrise or the hold of a sunset, and whether to embody the dynamic golden hour or the calm twilight. The author waits for answers to be revealed in the sky, observing the interplay of light and shadow as they create a canvas of beginnings and ends. The sunset is personified as a lover, engaging in a dance with the sky, casting a spell that captivates all of existence. The golden orb of the sun is seen playing games of love as it interacts with the clouds and the horizon, fitting together the pieces of love and longing. The author expresses gratitude to various entities, including promptly written and Ravyne Hawke, and mentions the inspiration from the prompt "Embrace of a setting sun." The piece concludes with an invitation to follow the author's work on social media platforms.

Opinions

  • The author views the sunset as a metaphor for love's journey, encompassing both its dynamic and serene aspects.
  • Patience is seen as a key element in allowing the magic of love, much like the beauty of a sunset, to unfold.
  • The sunset's ephemeral nature is appreciated as a reminder of the transient yet profound impact of love.
  • The author suggests that love, like the sunset, exists beyond beginnings and ends, and is akin to an endless cycle of energy.
  • The text conveys a sense of awe and reverence for the natural spectacle of a sunset, likening its impact to the profoundness of love.

The Golden Answers Of Love

The spell of a sunset

Answers at the Golden Hour. Picture of the author from her archives.

Since all stories begin with once upon a time, I thought to myself …

Should I begin from the hope of a sunrise or the hold of a sunset? Should I be the dynamic golden hour or the calm twilight? Should I be the mysterious lover or the manifest love story?

I wait for the answers to be written in the sky!

Silently in one corner, patience waits for the magic to unfold. Slowly but surely a dance commences, between the light, shadow, colours, lines, and silhouettes. Skillfully the blank canvas gains a form, with carvings of beginnings and end laced as one.

A spell is cast Existence is eager in its wait All paused for this Merengue between the sun and sky.

Playing its games of love The golden orb rushes only for a dalliance with the clouds

Illusive in its imagery The dot of energy exists only to vanish with the fleeting moments

Coalescing the day with the night The ball of fire fits together the pieces of puzzles of love & longing

Coloured in Love. Picture taken by the author.

Oh gloaming orb! Soaked in your beauty is tuned our love song, created to the lento and allegro of your movement. Stimulated by your pallet is a me and the other finding our merging and contrasting shades of wholeness.

Oh mellow fire! Gently kissing the horizon at your farewell we gaze until we become one with your light. Blazing in the glory of the secrets of your life we become empty and ready to absorb it all.

Oh beloved sunset! Bring us the harmony travelling with the light of love together yet apart like the contrasting dawn and dusk without a beginning or end like the existence and its energy free of conclusions like the lovers sanguine souls dipped in your gold!

Kvelling in the glory of illimitable source of bliss We are a witness, more than the Opacarophiles You and me, are the embrace of this magic divine.

Thank you promptly written and Ravyne Hawke, Marcus aka Gregory Maidman, Joanne Olivieri, Rose Malana. Ever grateful to Christine Graves for the prompt “Embrace of a setting sun.”

The author is an Indian Classical Dancer, Educator, Performer, Storyteller, Writer and TEDx Speaker. For more works from her, do follow on Instagramand Facebook.

Poetry
Love
Life
Writing
India
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