Everything in Perspective.
Rilke once wrote, “Thus each loses himself for the sake of the other and loses the other and many others that wanted still to come.” Such was the case for our subject and was cause for great despair.
He finds himself submerged in his memory of her. Clear brown eyes–glowing tan complexion–honest innocent smile. Details bursting at their seams from a richness too potent to behold; such returns to her leaving him heart-wrenched and forgone. Retreating deeper into her space, a beauty which once gave him life begins to suffocate him. Images of her fade and dull memories start cutting through him like a knife; details bursting at their seams from a pain too potent to behold. Smeared colorless eyes–dim pale complexion–insincere sinner smile. Drowning in her memory he loses himself.
Rilke once wrote, “I believe that that love remains so strong and powerful in your memory because it was your first deep being-alone and the first inward work you did [in] your life.” Such was the case for our subject and was cause for great optimism.
Perspective in Everything.