Dream / Rêve

If God does not exist,
if I sleep for all eternity
and never watch the Dawn,
never,

I don’t mind.
I’m glad to say
I dared to believe
and so did the Stars.

O Light, I did love you!
And Love was
my most beautiful
Dream.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Si Dieu n’existe pas
si le Sommeil est long,
sans que jamais je ne voie l’aube,
jamais,

je suis heureux
d’avoir osé croire
et de savoir
que les étoiles aussi.

Lumière, je t’ai tant aimé !
Et l’Amour fut
mon plus beau
Rêve.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Instant de lumière © 2018– F.G.M.

 

Promised Land

Slow lights
on the bare mountains,
scattered white villages
unknown roads,

invisible bridges,
floating clouds,
time suspended,
wild dreams in the wind.

The Infinite does not reveal
all its secrets at once
but if you understand
the language of stars

and finally dare
to let your heart talk
you’ll certainly find
the most important one.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Terre Promise © 2018– F.G.M.

September Farewell / Adieu Septembre

It’s not springtime
yet Spring is in the air.

Birds seem not to care
and roses confuse
dreams with reality.

But shadows lengthen
and the robin’s heart
beats faster and faster.

September farewell.
There so little time left.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Un air de printemps
flotte sur le jardin.

L’oiseau semble indifférent
et la rose prend
ses rêves pour la réalité.

Mais les ombres s’allongent
et le cœur du rouge gorge
bat la chamade.

Adieu Septembre.
Il reste si peu de temps.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Ombre© 2018– F.G.M.

The Password

Dreamlike landscape.
Poppy field near Argenteuil.
A place where star seeds grow.

Unfortunately
you cannot enter the Painting
unless you have the Password!

But if you open the Window
a child of the sky will whisper it softly
into your heart:

raindrops

emotion

illumination

.
.
.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Comme un tableau de Monet © 2018 – F.G.M.