photo: Pohara
We believed in angels
that were given another name
they would tell us to surrender
although we hardly liked submission
but that prison was
far less threatening
than the meanders of free will
Archives par mot-clé : soul
#4147 haiku
photo : Abel Tasman park, 2013, time goes by, but the turquoise waters do not change
Transparent waters
I’d like to see my soul in
the turquoise bottom
#3067 poetry
photo : arriving in Ottawa
almost like a soul looking for your own traces on the freshly snow, this second rises like total freedom, there is nothing but time and it passes in front of you.
see the soul
I wanted to see
through the leaves and branches
the trunks and the shades
the light of the water
reminding me of the soul,
something beautiful
a thread to memories
a blank page