A solution to life   
 the picota of the great spotted woodpecker   
 then you will see this attention   
 delivered early in the morning. 
      
 By the yardstick of others   
 my soul originates   
 emanation of the mists   
 in the hollow of the valley.   
   
 The deadline moves away   
 deadly wanderings   
 within the folds   
 the rumor swells.  
    
 Shines in the rain   
 forest grasses   
 pancake songs   
 muted ember words.   
   
 Grieves with a halo   
 healed wounds   
 that the wind ignites   
 under the walls of the mind.  
    
 Lifting with his arms   
 earth's bowels   
 she nodded  
 the curly hair.   
   
 Clearly the colors 
 entered reassured   
 the beauty of poetry 
 between noon and two o'clock.  
    
 pass the range   
 soft posed notes   
 on the adornment   
 hard ground.  
    
 Wire to wire   
 the holy chrism on the lips   
 step forward in solidarity   
 the flower of humanity.    

  
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   Is surprised to appear in half moon   
 The cantor of comings and goings   
 The strange character dressed in black   
 Origin of questions :   
   
 Can we take what we're given ?   
 Should we magnify what is naturally good ?   
 Wouldn't there be at the bottom of the bottom the original germ ?     
 Sleep is not a veil over the conscience   
 He is the wandering knight   
 The manifestation of offenses against the Truth.      
 As well   
 Get up early in the morning   
 Lean on the window railing   
 Open your eyes to what is   
 Fulfill the coming day   
 Close up at night   
 Breathe the sands of temptation   
 As they are buried   
 In the ocean of comings and goings.  
    
 Wind-driven boat   
 to the land of reconstruction   
 From hand to hand   
 Embracing the smell of uprooted weeds   
 Sliding down the slope   
 half moon face   
 From origin to origin. 
     

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  ( painting detail by Frédérique Lemarchand )