There is a rainbow
over the hills,
there is a sparkle
in your eyes.

There is a smile
on the face of Spring,
there is a twinkle in the sky.
Trees have always known,

flowers glow in the dark.
No one is alone:
it’s raining Light!
We are not dreaming:

it’s raining Light!

© Frédéric Georges Martin

What if
I close my eyes?

What if
you cross the Sea?

What if
I hold my breath?

What if
you make the wind chime sing?

What if
I let the breeze carry me?

What if
you let me see?

© Frédéric Georges Martin

Castles in Spain look close to collapse,
and Damocles laughs behind my back:
in a dream an angel of darkness
has shown me his sword and my grave.

I’ve a lot to answer for,
but I’m not afraid anymore.
Spring, Light, Peace:
such little words can save.

Cancer. Dancer. Answer.
The Stars. The Wind. The Sea.
Not asking for anything.
This is my best prayer:

I surrender.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

If I had only one year left to live
I would thank Spring
for bluebells woods and rainbows,
seen and unseen.

I would tell Summer
it means the world to me.
In Fall, I would plant a tree
under the silent stars.

Leaf on the wind,
I would ask Winter
to give me for Christmas
only one Night more,

and like a child
enthralled by the Lights
I would write in the snow
love letters with many forevers.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

we’ll walk on flower petals
leaving no trace
we’ll talk to a billion stars
without a sound

we’ll read
with closed eyes
the Word about
the Origin of us

then we’ll vanish
into the Light
when we meet again
in the Gardens of the Night

© Frédéric Georges Martin

Tomorrow and the day after
you won’t be alone:
it’s written in stone,
just written in stone.

Won’t you be
risen from the dead?
Didn’t He lead you
beside peaceful streams?

Your eyes get teary,
your soul is weary,
but Love warms your heart
and now you feel stronger.

Not alone,
never alone:
it’s written in stone,
just written in stone.

© Frédéric Georges Martin