I’d like to plant a Dream tree
in the garden of lost words,
I know it can reach the sky
then bloom like a lotus.

I will climb up the tree
before jumping into a cloud
and if you throw me a rope
and hold out your hand to me

we’ll spend the Night
gazing at giant stars,
we’ll dance in the blue shade
as Dancers of Light do.

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like birds of light
born on an island of fire

birds of paradise
free lovers in the sky

able to fly through the air
and through time

we’ll take a journey
into the vast universe

after we’ll have
kissed the Sea wind

and become
one with the sunset

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The birds have flown,
the tree has grown,
and nobody sits on the bench
but a sad and lonely child.

Did the gray heron
stop fishing in the pond?
Do water-lilies bloom
forever and beyond?

Time plays the piano
and brings me solace.
Miracles or Memories.
Stillness and Beauty.

Dreams
at the edge of Eternity.
Oh! You look so pretty
when you come and sit by me!

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your face
before you were born
the shadows in me
the wings we can’t see

the weakness of strength
the strength of weakness
failures and attempts
seekers and finders

atoms and phantoms
this world and the Next
every Day, every Night,
everything, everywhere,

everyone is

Light

© Frédéric Georges Martin

I’m proud to be an American!
I’m proud to be a Venezuelan!
Vive la France! Long Live Kazakhstan!
Britain first! God save Tuvalu!

Deutschland über alles!

I’m a licensed Lutheran!
I’m a Zaidi! I’m a Zoroastrian!
Mahayana is the only path!
And you are a misbeliever!

Mon Dieu!

There’re all looking through
the wrong end of the telescope!
There is only one religion,
and only one nation:

Love and the Earth!

© Frédéric Georges Martin