very late at night
until the fringes of day
I’m thinking of dawn
very late at night
until the fringes of day
I’m thinking of dawn
pendant toute la nuit
jusqu’aux limbes du jour
je pense à l’aurore
In the fog of loyalty
shadows move
following a path that seemed
mapped out in advance but
instead reveals the limits
of its territory. Who are we?
And what does that mean?
to a wise eye and a sympathetic ear?
*posted for the first time in June 2023, edited in June 2024
photo : Split Apple Rock, sun, beach, turquoise, rocks, nature, early morning, all that is needed to be mindful.
reaching the instant
then repeating, repeating
again and again
photo : Split Apple Rock, soleil, plage, turquoise, rochers, nature, petit matin, tout ce qu’il faut pour vivre dans l’instant présent
atteindre l’instant
puis répéter et répéter
encore et encore