When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us. Helen Keller
Once in awhile, there would be moments when I would be drawn back to fond memories- whether it be a beautiful rapture of events, the warmth of conversations passed between loved ones, or a film that unravels a never-ending spiral of emotions thought to be kept away deep within the heart, but rises up to break through that hard surface once it recognizes the ties that bind between life, and that cinematic feeling.
This story is one of them.
In Verona, Italy, there is a place which thousands have flocked to in prayer, in hope, in dreams, holding this aura of believing the one thing that beautifully haunts humanity since the dawn of time: love.
Verona is quite a significant place for Shakespearian enthusiasts- the setting of the most recognized love story of all love stories... the story of Romeo and Juliet.
I think the whole essence of undying love is something we hold tightly within our hearts, searching unwaveringly for our Prince, our Romeo against the huge tide of Impossibility that washes ashore. Once we find it, its like this sunken feeling, this electric essence within our veins that fires alight when you touch that person's hand, a sort of channel that sings "it was you all along".
In a way, I have felt that sort of love in my lifetime, but then again, being unattached at the moment- I'm still waiting for that Grand Love. And it is here that we go back to Verona, to Casa di Giulietta, a house which is said to be the Capulet's home where a bronze statue of Juliet stands within the small courtyard.
It's been said that if you touch the metal of its chest, the person would have good fortune. We then appear before a wall near the entrance, known as Juliet's wall.
Here we see hundreds upon hundreds of whispered letters, notes, marks of existence, seeking what the heart wants, hoping that Juliet may hear and grant us our answers. Better yet, it's believed that those leaving one's writing on this wall would make one's love everlasting.
Someday, I will travel to Verona, and leave an imprint behind on that wall...I think it would be so nice to be able to cherish this incredible monument where thousands would come to this destination... there's a deep unexplainable reason as to why we all value such immaculate spectacles- and maybe it's better left unexplained... sometimes we need to just close our eyes and let go of everything and just feel.