Seasons again
and battle songs
you answered with your head
nodding yesses and nos
truant trickles
in the changing climate
you were far too fragile
to carve the sky
you were too fragile
Archives par mot-clé : morocco
haiku
waiting a long time
then finally find something
around the corner
retracing my steps
retracing my steps
to find where I come from
but can't find anything
neither the starting point
nor the finish sans parole/wordless : merzouga
sans parole/wordless : quand nos epaules se touchaient/when our shoulders touched one another
