You were ready to walk
through the Night with me
but you died on a Winter day
and left me Spring as a legacy.

Flowers and words in blue,
words and flowers from you:
now what is yours is mine
and what is mine is yours.

Mummy,
Love is not missing.
Thank you for
the Blessing.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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all walls shall collapse
all roads lead home

hope is never wrong
hope is a Spring song

and Winter flowers sing
and make light of frost

our paths have crossed
we’ll never go astray

the sky is deep blue
our love is the way

© Frédéric Georges Martin

The Lake looks clear
and deep.
Farewell
beneath the blue sky.

The world is uspide down.
Did Time drown?
Heaven seems so near.
Am I falling asleep?

All things exist
Now.
Peace:
You are God.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Le lac semble clair
et profond.
Adieu
sous le ciel bleu.

Le monde est à l’envers.
Le temps s’est-il noyé ?
Le ciel semble si proche.
Suis-je en train de m’endormir?

Toutes choses existent
en cet Instant.
Paix :
Tu es Dieu.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

If you are blind
you will see,
if you are deaf
you will hear.

Whenever you want
whoever you are
you can enter
the Cathedral,

for every Dawn marks
the Soul’s birthday.
We are welcome
and loved

anyway.

© Frédéric Georges Martin