At the threshold of the cold season, grey and often a little sad, I try to look at what surrounds me in a different way and I am surprised by what I see.
The air was damp
But it was not raining.
The cool wind cleared my thoughts
in the undergrowth behind the cathedral.
Frozen fingers.
Good heavens ! Iwould never stop learning.
And even though it was damp and cold
the moment was beautiful.
Au seuil de la saison froide, grise et souvent un peu triste, j’essaie de regarder ce qui m’entoure d’une manière différente et je suis surprise par ce que j’aperçois.
L’air était humide.
mais il ne pleuvait pas
Le vent frais clarifiait mes pensées.
Dans le sous-bois derrière la cathédrale.
les doigts gelés
on n’en finirait jamais d’apprendre
et même s’il faisait humide et froid
Le moment était beau.
photo: Santorini, for the sun to rise, it has to had gone down first.
Each time I believed
I was arriving in the light of wisdom,
my eyes would squint
and a dark path would appear
beneath the branches of my beliefs;
it demanded that I follow it,
it said « to dispel ignorance »
one must go to the other shore
I hesitated and trembled,
but eventually followed it
photo: Santorini
Chaque fois que je croyais
arriver dans la lumiere de la sapience,
mes yeux se plissaient
et un sentier obscur apparaissait
sous les branchanges de ma croyance;
il demandait que je le suive,
il disait » pour sortir l’ ignorance »
il faut aller sur l’autre rive
J’hesitais, je tremblais,
mais je le suivais
Photo: the small details have been grabbing my attention lately.
It couldn’t last forever.
that, we knew very well
but we would enjoy it
as long as we could
Walking in the daylight
watching and finally seeing, seeing!
Of course, bad days would come
but today we were living in
the thrills of nature,
its quiet march towards a long sleep
but before it would happen
It would make the leaves fall,
one by one, or in heaps
so as to let the light seep in
on the days of severe cold.
