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.
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: 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.
photo: autumn in Nelson
the leaves were falling
from the trees and rustling
under the footsteps of passersby
they walked slowly and
tenderness in the interlacing
of their carefree arms
Tata Beach. What remains when you realise that you have reached the end of a long relationship, whether friendly or otherwise, because everything has been said.
We will say to each other
here is what I have done
here is what I have said
here is who I am (now)
here is where I will be
then a long silence
it will contain our story, long and with no regret.
