A beauty that mesmerises, a description of a trip <br />a stream cascading melodiously with a wonderful <br />beat, so beautiful, it hurts - why does true beauty <br />inflict a feeling of hurt - at least for me? <br /> <br />Maybe because of my irrational desire to become <br />part of it and I cannot, especially of visual beauty <br />which used to drive me insane with desire to fuse <br />with the scene - since it is impossible <br /> <br />To become part of the landscape or objects like <br />flowers and seashells… this poem drives me to <br />distraction with a hurtful desire to become <br />a melody - a piece of music myself <br /> <br />To be a leitmotiv, a theme, notes in sequence <br />and harmony; you will think me mad when I try <br />to explain your melody galloping at such <br />a wonderful pace<br /><br />Margaret Alice Second<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/leitmotiv/
