Winny Aye:
@Symbolika1
I see it as not a negation of their past selves - but a happy and finally carefree declaration that they're done playing by society's rulebook, that they are done too with all the family chaos resonances, with all emotional knotts. This is a grand metaphor for the sheer joy that comes with => embracing your true, unfiltered self – no societal labels, no heavy expectations, no burdens from past, just them being authentically goofy and charming, taking a deep breath and stepping on liberated fields.
yesss.. very agreeing.."finally carefree declaration that they're done playing by society's rulebook, that they are done too with all the family chaos resonances, with all emotional knotts." ... this sounds so much like them. Its not like they have any grudge against their society ...although they suffered ...but more of break free chaos and emotional knotts.
And aww..i love your lines there...
Hahaha thank you! Some people, some characters have a wonderfull, like a bliss, resonnace deeply in us, each for it's own reasons. You probably have your osn :)...So, yes they incarnate something that was meaningfull, beautifull and very happy in my own life! :)
Adding the Wisteria poem for them here too:
*** In the garden of dreams, where wisteria weaves***
In the garden of dreams, where wisteria blooms,
A tapestry of violet, weaving love's sweet tunes
. Beneath the silken cascade, two lovers entwined,
In the moonlit courtyard, their hearts aligned.
Wisteria whispers tales of ancient desire,
Its fragrant tendrils, a passion-filled lyre.
In the dance of petals, secrets unfold,
Love's story written in hues of purple and gold.
Through the lattice of time, their spirits converge,
A timeless romance, as the wisteria's surge
. In the celestial realm, their fate is spun,
An eternal dance beneath the moon and sun.
Hand in hand, like vines climbing a wall,
Together they rise, never to again fall.
Under the gaze of stars, their souls embrace,
Boundless love, transcending time and space.
As petals fall, like tears from the sky,
Their love deepens, never to say goodbye.
In the garden of dreams, where wisteria weaves,
Lovers entwined, in a love that forever believes.