Martin and Lucia

There is no word more interesting, as love or history writes in prose, the living story of a love in flesh and blood, which I bring you today to lift that spirit that always fills us through this story.

No one thought that Lucía had the gift of a young artist with the living paint in her hands; she resides in a house by the beach in a small coastal town where the sky seemed to meet the sea. Time passes like an hourglass, bringing to life works of art inspired by the waves, the changing skies, and the peace that only the sea can offer.

Immersed by his kindness and his ability to see beauty in the simplest things, it is here that he preaches a life on canvas like that of Martín, a sailor with dark eyes and a warm smile who has spent most of his life sailing between distant ports. After spending a long time at sea, he decides to return to the city where he was born and find the tranquility he can only vaguely remember. Despite enjoying the sea, his heart is exhausted by the loneliness and the vast, deserted horizons.

The distinctive aspect of an entire day, while walking along the beach in search of inspiration for an upcoming painting, Lucía stopped and observed a man sitting on a rock, gazing towards the horizon. It was Martín, who upon seeing her gaze, looked up and smiled shyly. In a glance, Lucía perceived something in his eyes that felt familiar, as if she had known him in another life. Considering that time moves on, they crossed paths repeatedly, sometimes at the market when Lucía was looking for fresh fruits, and other times while Martín was mending his nets in front of his small boat, neither of them dared to admit that they were connected.

Just like any other day, our Lucia took on a fear as a challenge and invited him to her home to show him her painting studio; Martín accepted with joy. I couldn't even imagine entering; the joy was a spark of a star from Lucía's paintings, which showcased those beautiful canvases, filled with vibrant and lively colors, clear skies, and tranquil seas. Something in particular, a painting of a solitary ship sailing towards a radiant dawn, caught his attention as he mentioned, "That ship... reminds me of myself," Martin expressed, almost to himself. At that moment, Lucia understood what he felt upon seeing it; they were both somewhat similar to that ship. Two souls in search of their safe haven.

For that day marked a change between them, it was just the beginning of a love story that unfolded like the sea, leaving it to the imagination: sometimes calm and other times stormy, but always deep and unbreakable. Lucía found in Martín the peace she had longed for, like a cloud drifting by, and in him, she found a muse for her art, as well as a life partner.