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[ghazalah]

A prayer for Stephen Maturin, who believes his love for God to be unrequited

My Sweet, Crushed AngelYou have not danced so badly, my dear

Comments

[ladybretagne]

*sniff* Dear, sweet, tormented Stephen.

[ghazalah]

He's messed up, no doubt, but it's a beautiful mess. 'swhy I like this song.

[ladybretagne]

All my fandoms seem to have that in common. He may be a mess, but he's a breathtakingly beautiful angst ridden mess. (see also: Any character in Les Mis, Archie in Horatio Hornblower, James in Freedom and Necessity, Alexander Herzen and Co. in Coast of Utopia, etc.)

[ghazalah]

Same here. See Frodo, and T.E. Lawrence.

Artistes of Angst.

[kyttenfae]

*pets the Stephen* Lovely and fitting, as your finds for the dear Doctor always are!

[ghazalah]

Thanks! *pets your icon* I love those so-rare smiles of his!

[kyttenfae]

yes, love his dear smiles. *pets him*

[muccamukk]

Oh, I love Sufi poetry! It is so plainly spoken, yet always so complicated.

Poor Stephen.

[ghazalah]

I do to! And Hafiz most of all. :-) The best advice I've read, about "how to read the Sufi mystics" is: take it literally.

Poor Stephen, but he is blessed every time he forgets himself in ecstatic communion with his precious birds.

[juliebeth]

*sigh*

[ghazalah]

Yep, pretty much. ;-)

[sparowe]

That just brought tears to my eyes... so lovely, so sad. Being another Mahon!Freak like myself, perhaps you will understand when I say that I sometimes think that the best physical metaphor for Stephen, are his own hands....

S.

[ghazalah]

Yes, I know what you're saying. :-(

And those hands reaching for --and missing-- God.