About Greta

In the Pub, Mish provides inspiration for Prosery with this line from Ranier Maria Rilke's The First Elegy ~~ 

For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror. 

Gazing at her aging reflection in the crystal encrusted mirror, Greta remembered the sweet beauty of her youth. Men  spellbound by her, every door she sought to open ~ opened.  

Greta looked more closely into the mirror and muttered angrily "what's the use ~  for beauty is nothing but the  beginning of terror!" Husband gone, children on their own, friends scattered. 

Memories flooded her mind, of the lover whose touch she craved.  Many decades had passed; her heart still held him close. With trembling hands, rejection clouding her mind, she composed a letter, hoping it would find its way.  

Weeks passed; a reply! He also worried she would be disappointed in the 'older version' of him. Yet, his words carried that same tenderness. 

Older, wiser, ready to begin life anew, two souls reunited; lines on both faces, their mirrored journeys had traveled well.