They would meet under the protection of moonlight in their own time and world, under their own rules, away from the town that kept them apart for reasons they understood but looked beyond and lived beyond in the other light of night on the far side of the woods.
Here they could talk of their hopes for the future; the move to Berlin they were saving for, where they would be free to marry and be together. Here they could embrace freely as the lovers in town did. And walk hand in hand about the trees, the tall and silent pillars that kept their love secret.
In nature, by nature, the couple were free to live how they wished. Unlike in the forest of felled wood shelters where they could not even show recognition of one another. In human civilisation they were gaoled and separated by convention, by views they did not share because their love set them free, sent them elsewhere.
Somewhere where they would contemplate the moon and her seeming freedom from the shackles that bound the earth’s creatures. Often they would dream of a life alone on her surface by a sea of milk, eating the cheese laying all around. There they knew they would be happy and free to love.
And so to the moon they looked for the strength to stand together, to stay together, until that wonderful day when they would be able to ride away to Berlin and live the life they desired.
Here they could talk of their hopes for the future; the move to Berlin they were saving for, where they would be free to marry and be together. Here they could embrace freely as the lovers in town did. And walk hand in hand about the trees, the tall and silent pillars that kept their love secret.
In nature, by nature, the couple were free to live how they wished. Unlike in the forest of felled wood shelters where they could not even show recognition of one another. In human civilisation they were gaoled and separated by convention, by views they did not share because their love set them free, sent them elsewhere.
Somewhere where they would contemplate the moon and her seeming freedom from the shackles that bound the earth’s creatures. Often they would dream of a life alone on her surface by a sea of milk, eating the cheese laying all around. There they knew they would be happy and free to love.
And so to the moon they looked for the strength to stand together, to stay together, until that wonderful day when they would be able to ride away to Berlin and live the life they desired.
Note: The painting that inspired it.
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