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Life Force (standard:non fiction, 426 words)
Author: SarahAdded: Apr 01 2001Views/Reads: 2530/1Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Reminiscing about the life force that draws men and women to each other.
 



Life Force 

The slender young Vietnamese girl stood with her arms around the neck of
the tall, blond American GI.   The traditional pants and tunic of the 
girl's cultural attire coupled with the boy's Army fatigues only 
accented their youthful bodies.  Yet they weren't dressed 
provocatively.  The play was "Miss Saigon" and we knew it would not 
have a happy ending. 

Scene upon scene produced the intended result as the audience was drawn
into the emotions of the drama unfolding on stage.  The characters 
acting out their tragic story took us with them as we too were caught 
up in the emotions being portrayed before us. 

As I watched the young lovers move and sing and talk to each other, a
cry of anguish deep inside my gut began its silent journey through my 
psyche.  Simultaneously, my heart sang with joy watching the awesome 
beauty of youthful love being expressed before me.  The pervasive 
passion that erupts when young body embraces young body. 

The pain in my gut was visceral and intense knowing I am past that time
in life.  No longer young.  No longer slender.  Most of the time that 
is okay and I am content. 

Tonight I am not. 

Love between the sexes is not limited to the young,  of course.  But it
is, I think,  in spite of the realities of time.  Not the result of. 

I was young and slender and pretty . . . just yesterday I think it was. 
The men of my youth were young and strong and expressed their love to 
me in much the same way as the young man on stage was doing tonight. 

How did it go by so fast?  Did I not see how beautiful it was until now?


* * * * * 

I leave the theater with a heightened sense of what it means to be a
woman who has loved this way.  Filled once more with the sense of 
mystery of what it is that makes a man a man.  They fight our wars and 
subdue our bodies.  We are both repelled and enticed by the strength 
and courage and emotion that produces these acts. 

Sitting here at my computer attempting to put my feelings into words, I
am grateful to the gods for this glorious gift bestowed upon humanity, 
this life force attraction between the sexes.   Seeing it characterized 
in plays and stories and in the lives of young people around me stir my 
own memories and renews in me a sense of awe for the beauty that is 
mankind. 


   


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