I did with Japheth   
full of wired words   
such a secret forest happening without reason   
around a mother stump.      
 
A ballotter du chef   
in guilt of the trapped animal   
the circus artists gave up   
party gossip.      
 
Dead male on the horizon   
with clarified tubers   
the reed of free time widened the undergrowth   
twinkling eyes full the starry sky.     
 
Raising the gaze   
beauty appeared   
fragile and borrowed   
under his eyelids of iron wheels.      
 
You are in front of the special door   
to open it will be your way   
to invite the invisible into your life   
in elevation of intuition   
essential language at the crossroads of the strange   
reunion with the sense of our humanity   
vibrant openness with the world   
language of the heart.      
 
 
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