"Love Song: Part 1."

Funny how the road of creativity is so unpredictable...One day you are attempting to paint a violin, and somehow that path leads you to a profound truth about love.  What could the two possibly have in common?  One of my favorite poets said it best:

How shall I hold on to my soul, so that
it does not touch yours? How shall I lift
it gently up over you on to other things?
I would so very much like to tuck it away
among long lost objects in the dark
in some quiet unknown place, somewhere
which remains motionless when your depths resound.
And yet everything which touches us, you and me,
takes us together like a single bow,
drawing out from two strings but one voice.
On which instrument are we strung?
And which violinist holds us in the hand?
O sweetest of songs.

   -Rainer Maria Rilke 

Still trying to get the painting "just right".  I'll post it when I do!  Stay tuned...