Цветы для Элджернона
PROGRESS REPORT 17
Iwasliftedoutofthedarkcellofmyownmind,tobecomepartofsomeoneelse—justasIhadexperienceditthatdayonthecouchintherapy.Itwasthefirststepoutwardtotheuniverse—beyondtheuniverse—becauseinitandwithitwemergedtorecreateandperpetuatethehumanspirit.Expandingandburstingoutward,andcontractingandforminginward,itwastherhythmofbeing—ofbreathing,ofheartbeat,ofdayandnight—andtherhythmofourbodiessetoffanechoinmymind.Itwasthewayithadbeenbackthereinthatstrangevision.Thegraymurkliftedfrommymind,andthroughitthelightpiercedintomybrain(howstrangethatlightshouldblind!),andmybodywasabsorbedbackintoagreatseaofspace,washedunderinastrangebaptism.Mybodyshudderedwithgiving,andherbodyshuddereditsacceptance.
Thiswasthewayweloved,untilthenightbecameasilentday.AndasIlaytherewithherIcouldseehowimportantphysicallovewas,hownecessaryitwasforustobeineachother’sarms,givingandtaking.Theuniversewasexploding,eachparticleawayfromthenext,hurtlingusintodarkandlonelyspace,eternallytearingusawayfromeachother—childoutofthewomb,friendawayfromfriend,movingfromeachother,eachthroughhisownpathwaytowardthegoal-boxofsolitarydeath.
Butthiswasthecounterweight,theactofbindingandholding.
