The day arrived. The wheel gradually gained momentum and led human hearts towards knowledge, something the hearts had known for a long time.
Man was not yet able to comprehend the wisdom of his own heart. He had not actually guessed that the heart was capable of knowing all the while that the still, small voice, which imparted the wise counsel of life, was practically inaudible to his insensitive ear. His intellect was not able to perceive what his heart knew, for it was subject to decay.
His heart was woven out of the sound that shared the news. His heart’s secret was that it could not live without love. Only love’s energizing currents could wind the hidden mainspring therein, the spring that allowed his wheel of life to move.
The heart without love was dying away, losing its life-force. There was nothing for him to fear once the darkness desired such hearts. Evil was amassing legions of venomous thoughts, capable of poisoning the whole joy of his heart with their sinister stench. Joy was the lamp oil which made the flame of love glow so brightly in his heart.
The dark host of the evil thoughts was successful, depriving the flame and nourishment his heart needed. The sun wished to apply the full force of his energizing currents to restore her soul to life but it was too late. He did not blame himself for having lost the gift (her), rather being depressed by the evil world and the ability to love.
For the man himself, the most important thing was love, so that the fire-breathing love that warmed his heart would be enough for all. Still, to that end, it was necessary to find such a heart (her) capable of accepting the mighty warmth of heaven, never saying goodbye and being cut off in the fire-breathing flame of love. This was something only the man could wish for.
So, day by day, the sun circled the earth and he went in search of her.
Originally created: 2022
Subject: Men
Materials: Canvas
Medium: Acrylic
Styles: Expressionism, Portraiture, Impressionism and Figurative.
