There are no many authors to leave behind their lives some uncatchable and incomparable titles such as The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint -Exupery.Everyone who has ever thought about writing a book by the bottom of his heart, has probably been driven by feeling of jointing simple child imagination and adult’s world reaching to catch unknown,or perhaps unseen in night’s sky filled by stars and remote unknown creatures and intelligence ,that corresponding the very beginning of the Creation and Christian teaching of living in Paradise.
The story is not deprived of sadness -it touches Death which Author was not able or was unwilling to miss.That is why i can’t accept Little Prince to be just a child’s book;there are many more reasons for it,and they lie in profound thinking expressed in some parts of the book.
The one by which is Little Prince so lovable is play between pure child’s reflection about plain things and explanation about grown’s inability to see them,which began with a drawing of elephant swallowed by a snake Emperor.He knew since then that every man that keeps an unreasonable vision for their elder years ,are very,very happy.It is about happiness in older age/when we become mature and begin to resemble to crooked picture in the mirror/and still possess an insatiable spirit of longing for “strange’,invisible and unknown appearances,beyond a ‘real” world.That driven force over the centuries brought many outstanding acts and discoveries,and most of them had been accomplished by individuals who felt the same like Antoine De Sent Engziperi and his Little Prince.
First sentence i very liked was:”Straight ahead of him, nobody can go very far…” it is connected to sheep that could be lost somewhere if it is not bound.But i gave myself freedom to take words of Little Prince much deeper than a simple saying…In the sentence could be summarized the whole Wizard that represents beauty in us,as Human beings,our existence,all the Universe,all the seen and unseen,which existed and all which would ever come.
Just imagine,was it so rude imagination of Supreme to bring you and me into presence ,only we to be left to our every day’s common things and lives without beauty of inner joy of looking for our true Being to love it,by cherishing and sharing happiness with others in Love and knowledge, and strong will we possess to lead us above all the average surroundings deprived of eternal truth, received by our births:to Love ourselves and to accept love to be source of endless happiness and foundation of filled life and personal immortality.
As story goes on ,we are reminded why is it that child’s world is so simple happy,in absence of all the things that a world of grown has been loaded.
By following flow of the tale i have arrived to the point that i love best :about Rose and Prince.Obviously,a Rose ,unique in the whole world reached by him, with its thorns.
“If some one loves a flower, of which just one single blossom grows in all the millions and millions of stars, it is enough to make him happy just to look at the stars.”
The birth of the Rose was exceptional event for Prince as much as it was his entire existence.Being gifted with beauty and magic of seduce,there is no wonder for rose to be a bit ‘loft’ with such attributes that she was granted with.And what little Prince has not been able to understand in the moment when he met rose,was its vulnerability and sensibility,which She tried to mask by naive and a bit “rough” conversation.
Oh! How beautiful you are!”
“Am i not?”the flower responded,sweetly”And i was born at the same moment as the sun…”
The little prince could guess easily enough that she was not any too modest ,but how moving,and exciting she was!
“I think it is time for breakfast” she added an instant later.”If you would have the kidness to think of my needs” And the little prince,completely abashed,went to look for a sprinking can of fresh water”
“One never ought to listen to the flowers. One should simply look at them and breathe their fragrance. Mine perfumed all my planet. But I did not know how to take pleasure in all her grace. This tale of claws, which disturbed me so much, should only have filled my heart with tenderness and pity.”And he continued his confidences:“The fact is that I did not know how to understand anything! I ought to have judged by deeds and not by words. She cast her fragrance and her radiance over me. I ought never to have run away from her… I ought to have guessed all the affection that lay behind her poor little strategems. Flowers are so inconsistent! But I was too young to know how to love her…”
I should like now to see every one of men who ever loved and missed such one “ROSE” ,being too young or too arrogant in own egotism ,or maybe they felt themselves week to keep a “ loved Rose” in their life.This is piece of the book i love best!Thank you endless dear Antoine!
Speech of Love is not supposed to be reasonable; Love is risen by subtle and filigree vibrations of soul,so tender,passionate and proud in longing to embrace entire being of lover.Is there end of learning about love?We embrace and meet genuine love in another unknown desert,new land,by learning about every single thing over and over; each little and trivial one,touched by hand of loved person, grows out of our reason and we lose sense of reality…there is only a world of Magic.
I have been silly,” she said to him, at last. “I ask your forgiveness. Try to be happy…”
“Of course I love you,” the flower said to him. “It is my fault that you have not known it all the while. That is of no importance. But you, you have been just as foolish as I. Try to be happy
How many times did you find yourself to think how foolish you are,by feeeling that your reaction was excessive and improper.Crazy Heart,forgive a moment of madness!Don’t blame anyone,bless every tren as gift for you, to learn of natural and ancient truth of simple happiness!
There is an undiscovered secret of me,waiting to enrich you and me in our love!If there is a stone longing for water,you say it is Rose, if there is a house full of happiness,you say it is my Rose, if there is a tree with first Spring’s blooms,you say,look at it is my Rose,if there is a butterfly flying,you say it is my Rose.Suddenly in that world the two meet each other and for reasons quite unnecessary being understood of you,fall in love….just leave it so,it is spice of Mystery and never an obstacle.
It is fox to teach about relationship;we are not supposed to be strangers and if we want to make friends,all which we need is good will,much attentions, little things to make someone’s reality more beautiful,maybe one warm word to passers-by,hearing carefully what somebody tells you,simple answer to someone requests…
One only understands the things that one tames,” said the fox. If you want a friend, tame me…”“Go and look again at the roses. You will understand now that yours is unique in all the world. Then come back to say goodbye to me, and I will make you a present of a secret.”
And everyone looks for such an unique Rose to be only in their possession;how much we are successful depends on our origin and granted attributes,our ability to improve ourselves, our will to Love and courage to go for Love.We shall never know all of secrets leading to the true Love,and believe we don’t need asking for answers….simply just let it happen!
You are empty,” he went on. “One could not die for you. To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you, the rose that belongs to me. But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of yo“You are beautiful, but you other roses: because it is she that I have watered; …. because it is she that I have listened to, when she grumbled, or boasted, or even sometimes when she said nothing. Because she is my rose.”
What i call mystery,Antoan names “invisible”:leave some unheardy melody to other time,some of unspoken words to other occasion,some of unrequited kisses to special days,some of laughs to unexpected events, some of tears to hard situations, some of more love to the future ,so glorious and magnificent ahead.
Goodbye,” said the fox. “And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”
It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.”Men have forgotten this truth,” said the fox. “But you must not forget it. You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed. You are responsible for your rose…”
“The house, the stars, the desert– what gives them their beauty is something that is invisible!”
Let’s try live our present being aware every moment that somewhere there is a home waiting for us,some people we have never met longing to see and know of us,some written books and hidden speeches in language we don’t understand;imagine that there are many things seek to learn about them;it is possible just like you haven’t know of existence of your beloved who has been there and you had no knowledge of him!
Keep living in such inexhaustible source of quest for unseen,unspeakable,unvoiced,unnoticed,and keep believing that one day you will meet a Little Prince .Wouldn’t it be shame for you if you were not able to meet his expectations,for he believed in you and your task on Earth.He could ask you:Do you take care of your Rose?
And i like to see Antoine’s legacy in one joined point of death and life;it is an eternal circle where the beginning and end encounter each other,our existence is already once experienced death,our lives are just renewed lost souls in undying long for reaching sky and remote worlds out there.
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