Walk to the corner of my street and find love

 Once upon a time.....

..... I was told I could walk to the corner of my street and fall in love.

This idea was a bit weird to me, how can a corner and a feeling have anything to do with eachother? What's a corner with no love, what's love with no corner? That’s how, on a sunny morning, discretely, I tried to look for it, and see. My mind was full of questions, I've seen so many corners in my little life, never met one escorted by any kind of love.

 Me, my soul and my heart, met at the corner of my street. We looked at it in every way, we only saw walls. I  asked the wall:

“Hello, Wall, you who has lived here for ages and ages, can you help me? I've been told I could find love around here, have you seen it?

- Hello, says the imperturbable wall, since I have been here, I've seen many loves indeed! Love stories that last, that doesn't, crazy ones or tempered ones, plenty. But none for a while. You should ask the wind, he moves around and I don't, he might know better than me.

 I thanked the wall and we continued our research. Me, my soul and my heart, met at the corner of the street below. We looked at it in every way, we only saw walls and wind. I asked the wind:

“Hello, Wind, you who can go to every places, can you help me? I've been told I could find love around here, have you seen it?

- Hello, says the swirling wind, love here? It comes and goes, often faster than I do, and I have difficulties to follow it. Love can't stay in one place, love is movement. If you don't move, then you won't find it. You should ask the sun, up there, he sees everything and might know better than me.

 I thanked the wind and we continued our research. Me, my soul and my heart, met at the corner of the next street. We looked at it in every way, we only saw walls, wind, and sun.

I asked the sun:

“Hello, Sun, you who live up in the sky, can you help me? I've been told I could find love around here, have you seen it?

- Hello, said the glittering sun, you're looking for love? Since when?

- Well, I walked around the village, I asked the wall, the wind, and...

- They didn't explain to you?? The wall is too lazy, and the wind too joker!! You cannot count on anyone, those days!

 Angry, he started melting the snow. The snow was crying and bewailing, dying a bit more everyday. The people in the village had no jobs anymore, they were roaming, loosing hope and yearning. Naturally I felt guilty. All that happen because of my egocentric request of just a feeling.. I stopped my research, tried to go back to a normal life, forgetting about my questions about love and corners.

 The snow came back,. The sun, helped by the wind and the wall, calmed down.

And a morning, an usual morning, going out of my flat, friendly fondled by the wind, the brightening sweet snow appeared to me, with the sun sharing its fullness, here in this corner of my street, in this little village of mine. I noticed that they never expected anything from me. Each one of them, generous, understanding, unconditionally there for me, as much as they could. Then, I understood what the sun meant. I understood the lazy stillness of the wall and the foolish eagerness of the wind.  Now I know about love and corners..

 Sarah Chatellier