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In peace?

Whether it is morn­ing, evening, rarely noon, the light that is born or dies, lying on the hori­zon, oblig­es me to be cer­tain even if I can­not draw sol­id truths from it.

The effect, always the same, repeat­ed and grasped many times, will have accom­pa­nied me through­out my life. I try to make every day like this, whether it is windy, rainy, grey, or blue.

Our life is our light. Frag­ile, pow­er­ful, drowned in non­sense, and yet moved by the same atoms that formed the suns and black holes.

I can only offer my bou­quet of ques­tions and feel­ings as answers, and in doing so, I can breathe as I would sail on a long wave.

Light needs its shad­ow and vice ver­sa. Hap­pi­ness is sur­round­ed by vol­canic precipices. Wouldn’t we live in peace if we all walked the tightrope of beauty ?

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  • Alain Beaudry

    Alain Beaudry 2020/09/21 10:46 0

    Comme toujours j'adore ta plume si fine, sensibilité à fleur de peau. Particulièrement apprécié pendant cette maudite pandémie qui a fait de nos vies des barrières humaines avec masques et gants de protection. Vive le grand air devant le lac, le soleil , les oiseaux qui se chamaillent et le castor qui se fait les dents trop près celui là.
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  • admin

    admin 2020/09/21 13:59 0

    Merci beaucoup, Alain. Content de savoir que cela t'ait procuré quelque baume :-)

  • admin

    admin 2020/09/21 13:59 0

    Merci beaucoup, Alain. Content de savoir que cela t'ait procuré quelque baume :-)

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