An idea is a seed planted in the earth of the mind, whose waters and light help it to germinate, take root and grow. Sometimes that earth, and those roots, may be spread through many heads before birthing plants, flowers and fruit.
Love is not an idea, it is much more than that. An intricate structure built together by individuals to stand against earthquakes, storms and, most of all, the greatest eroder: time.
Ideas and love can join and they can divide- cause war and destruction as much as evolution, marriage and children. For nothing in this world is perfect.
Love is not an idea, it is much more than that. An intricate structure built together by individuals to stand against earthquakes, storms and, most of all, the greatest eroder: time.
Ideas and love can join and they can divide- cause war and destruction as much as evolution, marriage and children. For nothing in this world is perfect.
Written for the 100 Word Challenge on Thin Spiral Notebook; the prompt was the word Idea.
Sometimes those seeds of an idea mature into something beautiful, sometimes just weeds.
ReplyDeleteDarn it - should have thought of that. Still, with more comments like it, we could create a longer, collaborative piece.
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ReplyDeleteNicely done,James. And, I like the idea of a collaboratively written piece. One of the challenges long ago did something of the sort. Can be pretty cool to see all those ideas melding into a grander one. :)
ReplyDeleteNice job! Love is an act, too. Something that you *DO*. That it can unite, create, divide, and destroy is indicative of its immense power. 100 really good words, here.
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