December

december

He dips His brush
into the light of winter
and paints naked trees on water
and the world trembles in the wind:

the Painter loves December.
He is the Master of illusions
and children guided by emotions
ask themselves questions like

How do clouds float in the sky?
Why do we have to die?
But He holds their little lives
in the cold palm of His hand.

How could they understand?

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Le Pinceau © 2016 – F.G.M.

Transparency

full-transparency

Day by day the Weaver patiently
weaves the tapestry of Time
and Destiny, and Summer achieves
Spring and Winter dreams

and the Autumn sun shines
through the leaves of the vibrant Tree
and so does Love in full transparency
through our thin and quivering souls.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Le chêne illuminé © 2016 – F.G.M.