missing piece
what if they took it away from us too
tied it up
locked it
and drowned it
what if they made us believe
we don’t need it
we are yet complete
.
what if some forgot
got detached
from their very own souls
what if they cannot recall
how it felt
to be whole
.
what if some awoke
realized
their spirits lack a piece
“what if we still hunger
yearn, desire
to retrieve this caprice”
.
what if there is a leak
that can be partly filled
while conquering the peaks
what if those
who voyage into the woods
are not cursed
.
what if they draw near
catch a glimpse of
what used to be real
what if they’re destined
to always seek for that piece
without succeed
.
what if they are reconciled
to remain forever lost
and never to be found
…
This is my reflection on the painting Trapped Forest Nymphs/Lapené vodní žínky by Jaroslav Špillar. This painting got me thinking about these parts of us that we lost during the rise of modern technology. Can it still be found? Are those who are escaping this comfortable lifestyle and coming back to the Mother Earth completing at least for a fleeting moment their own souls?
If I try to make a connection with my research topic – can Social Media help us with this desire of reconnection with our origin? If yes, how so? To which extend?
adja.
One response to “Trapped Forest Nymphs – reflection”
Thanks for the powerful piece of poetry.
As for my reading, you have managed to capture quite precisely some ideas that I’ve been struggling to put into words lately.
Maybe it could be worth it writing a short poetry collection as an accompanying project?
A keyword idea for your further research: disenchantment and re-enchantment (in the context of social netweorks vs. the real space?)