Published at Sunday, March 03rd, 2019 - 09:36:24 AM. Lamps. By Veronique Gillet.
From afar there is no doubt that a chandelier lamp will call on you to admire it. It’s seemingly looking like a woman coaxing you to come closer. It teases your senses the moment you rested your eyes on it. A lady so enchanting that you slowly and willingly walk closer, with mouth agape, to get a better view. And you hear her sing an unexplainable yet soothing song. Songs like the one that tells about love and life and wonderful feelings. While in that trance you get a whiff of her perfume. A wonderful scent you haven’t smelled before.
When I look up at a chandelier lamp I begin to wonder a lot of things. More inquisitive than the regular Joe, I look at things and assess them the same way I do with people I meet. And I love hearing accounts of people’s lives and how things came to be. Oh, what stories the people who made them can tell us. There is no better example than a chandelier lamp. Under it a chandelier lamp looks so unreachable. A thing of beauty surrounded by a mist of mystery is so high above the ceiling that there is no other choice but to just look at it and admire it from below. The beauty of a chandelier lamp make you want to touch it hoping to hold the light in the palm of your hand. Oh, if only you could.
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