“A feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no obvious cause”

“Being overcome in sorrow”

I’m not feeling melancholy now but I’m guessing the man sitting near me in Izy Coffee is.  He gazes out the window long and long, his head resting on his hand.  There is a sagging.

Should I tell melancholy to stay away?  “Only cheerful thoughts, please.”  Of course not.  Both pains and joys often come to visit, unbidden.

I usually raise my eyes to the far horizon accompanied by all of us … but not always.  My head also knows the support of my hand when life is weary.

The photo of the girl speaks volumes.  May each of us be with her.  We know.  And also with the work of art you’re about to see … such despair.

This heartbreakingly beautiful sculpture is called Melancolie.  It was created by Albert György (living in Switzerland, but born in Romania) and can be found in Geneva in a small park on the promenade (Quai du Mont Blanc) along the shore of Lake Geneva.

Enough with the thoughts from the mouth

Time for the seeing from the eyes