An eagle's eye, a man's gaze…
About you, about me, about us… And our attention On him, on them, At the crossroads of the skies And silences More talking That our body and soul swirl. Take a step back, my mind! Rise to the heights of all life To see better, in the valley, The dancing waters, The hollow trees Of a mystery And with a hope, And the path that is activated To regain perspective. Focus, my dream, To discover your density And blend into reality By dint of knowing where to incarnate And to feel where better to love What you believe in, Of peace, of joy, From heaven… You are the bird of wise dreams Who contemplates me in the night, Ready to swoop down on me, To deliver your crazy message And lend him your cry, Your voice. Am I just prey Between the claws of your hunger Or do you have all the powers To open myself up to my true destiny? The spirits sing in the wind Ancient symbols and rituals. Fly the words that climb high Through the totems of time The steep slopes of the true, of the beautiful To their target Unreachable, Everything within reach of heart, voice, Of joy Unusual… The soul is a condensed, a flash of intuition… Everything becomes clear to the dreamer In his night. Everything is easy To those who observe The difficult, And who translates the signs, bird language, The dream of the prophets, Their mystery, in poem, The equation, in song, And life, in thrill. Between two valleys, Of pain and hope, Between two adventures, two sentences, two thoughts Two imaginary museums, The feathers of the great eagle twirl Their adventure as a royal path Where every way is silence Who speaks to whom hears When the paradox saves the truth And the work of art fades away In front of its temples and its gods. In the beginning was the light… Colors and transparencies, Mountains and torrents… In the beginning was Love. Music and resonances, Waves and resurgences.
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