“[…] I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea:
But we loved with a love that was more than love –
I and my ANNABEL LEE;
With a love that the wiged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me. […]
Annabel Lee, by Edgar Allan Poe
I have always thought that the purest human feeling is the maternal love. Imagine a being who comes from you, and IN GENERAL is generated by LOVE. Why wouldn’t you love him or her?
Another pure expression of love is the one felt by children, because they don’t have the ego filters which usually contaminate our true SELF.
A good example is the felling experienced by Anabel Lee’s lover, which is pure and innocent. Even though, the time and its vicissitudes keep on stealing and breaking our lives apart, it is our important task to carry on trying, no matter the circumstances.
Death will come, and is there a solution to such a cruel certainty? I have no absolute anwer but daily love, despite the difficulties.
Luciano Aparecido Marques