A Life Hidden

"The heart dies, a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves...
... until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains. She paints her face to hide her face. Her eyes like deep water. It is not for Geisha to want. It is not for Geisha to feel. Geisha is an artist of the floating world. She dances. She sings. She entertains you,whatever you want. The rest is shadows. The rest is secret."

A life hidden...what is it? What awaits in the shadows? The mysterious unknown is tantalizing. Is she hollow inside? Does she hold desires or needs? Perhaps the answer comes from within. It cannot be grasped, but heard. It cannot be taken, but only received.

"Mother always said that my sister Satsu was like wood. As rooted to the earth as a Sagura tree. But she told me I was like water. Water can carve its way, even through stone. And when trapped, water makes a new path."

Quotes from Memoirs of a Geisha.