chaque moment, chaque blessure, inscrits dans chacune des lignes, dans chaque courbe, puis les couleurs qui parlent de l’humeur du jour, du temps qui passe.
Abel Tasman, national park, November 2021, Sylvie GE
to follow it you had to look differently, one step at a time, one step in front of you, feeling the sun, knowing it was there and asking for nothing more, making an effort, again, to look differently, but everything was fine, everything would be fine, today, then we would do it all over again.
Abel Tasman, National parc, Marahau, New Zealand, Sylvie GE
I swear to you ! when I got to this tree, I could feel the air moving slowly, as if it had hips, so that the beauty of the branches would remain undisturbed and could spread out in an honest way, as they had since the beginning of time.
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