photo: reflections on the water, I never get tired of it.
fresh air in the room
so warm under the duvet
seasons are moving
photo: reflections on the water, I never get tired of it.
fresh air in the room
so warm under the duvet
seasons are moving
photo : a taverna (Mikonos) near the sea would be perfect on a hot day in Nelson
One should thank the night
for the waves of fresh air
sweeping across the face
reviving the spirit
I am talking about summer! and
the heat falling on the shoulders
from the start of the day
What do I have to do today?
I must not forget to thank the night
photo: a glorious morning in Pohara, the nature invites itself into my mind
The day opens like a pale book
which turns its pages
in the heat of the path.
A suggestion, perhaps,
the wind is thinking in my head.
Summer like a shimmer on the waves
The certainty that the world is older than anxiety
The tide draws a poem at my feet
The truth of the body in the morning sun
photo : Rimouski, Saint-Lawrence River, autumn
Something was certainly happening
something strangely alive
at this time of day
at this time of year
diffused colours
like on the sea
off the place called Rimouski