finding my balance
between day and night
flexibility and stiffness
the movement of water
and the reassurance of the wood
move forward like on a wire
without looking ahead
to avoid vertigo finding my balance
Archives par mot-clé : vertigo
the patience of the hands
the color of the sea reminded me of your eyes, green, on the iron bars, in the vertigo of the air, the impatience of the hands, clinging, that's for sure, to the twigs of history, near the coast. That was in the evening. vertigo
the vertigo of colors the spirit of contradiction, a strange pleasure, trembling with anguish, I resume my journey, then I go back, to the scene of the crime. That was long ago.