In Love There Is Always Something Crazy
They say that once all the feelings and qualities of men were gathered in one place on earth …
When Boredom had yawned for the third time, Madness made them a proposal: Are we going to play hide and seek? The Intrigue raised an eyebrow intrigued and Curiosity, helplessly, he asked: Hide and seek? And how is that?
The enthusiasm danced seconded by euphoria. The Joy gave so many jumps that ended up convincing Duda, and even apathy, which was never interested in anything. But not everyone wanted to participate, the Truth preferred not to hide. Why was he going to do it? In the end they always find her.
The Soberbia said it was a very silly game, but basically what bothered him was that the idea had not been hers. And, as always, Cowardice preferred not to risk it …
“One, Two, Three …” Madness began to count. The first to hide was Laziness, who as always dropped behind the first stone on the road. The Fe rose to the sky and Envy hid behind the shadow of the Triunfo, which through their own efforts had managed to climb to the top of the tallest tree.
The Selfishness, however, found a very good place from the beginning, airy and comfortable but only for him. The Lie hid at the bottom of the oceans (lie, actually it hid behind the rainbow); and Passion and Desire inside a volcano. As for Oblivion. .. I forgot where it hid … But that’s not important.
When Madness counted, Love had not yet found a place to hide, because everything was busy, until he spotted a rosebush and, moved, decided to hide among its flowers.
In an oversight, he found Envy and, of course, that was how he could deduce where Triumph was. He did not even have to look for Egoísmo, he himself shot out of his hiding place that had turned out to be a hornet’s nest.
From so much walking he felt thirsty and when he approached the lake he discovered Beauty. With Doubt it was even easier, for he found her sitting on a fence without deciding which side to hide from.
This is how she found everyone … The Talent among the fresh grass, the Anguish in a dark cave, the Lie behind the rainbow (a lie, if she was at the bottom of the ocean) and she was even able to find the Oblivion, which already he had forgotten that he was playing hide and seek.
However, love was nowhere to be found. Madness searched behind every tree, under every stream on the planet, on top of the mountains … And when she was about to give up she spotted a rosebush and roses.
He took a fork and began to move the branches, when suddenly a painful cry was heard: the thorns had hurt the eyes of Love. Madness did not know what to do to apologize, cried, implored, apologized and even promised to be her guide.
They say that the heart is a madhouse and that there is always room for one more madness. Because out of love, we are capable of doing almost anything, of risking an abyss and even of releasing freedom itself.
And it is that love is also madness due to a miscalculation, because you cannot choose and because any game always wins, although sometimes we come out full of thorns. Because, as Calderón de la Barca said, when love is not madness, it is not love.
Featured Image by Meritxell Ribas
