Raindrops are God’s tears,
rainbows are Heaven’s doors
and I strongly believe
clouds are floating mountains.

I love to blow the dandelion flower.
I always do as I please
and often hurt my knees
and my heart.

But I don’t really mind.
I’m proud to tell everybody
I never grow up
and never will.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

~

illustration: Cloud
(Arkhip Kuindzhi)

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The evening breeze oscillates
between sadness and wisdom.

White ships move slowly.
The Moon shines brightly.

No matter if we built
a castle in the sky.

We had to learn
about dreams and Time.

When you look at the starry sky,
every moment lasts forever.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

I will tell the stars
how beautiful they are
in the Night Sky.

I will thank the Moon
for making children’s dreams
definitely possible.

In a world of misery
I will try to speak
the language of poetry,

and if I can’t keep my
new year’s resolutions
I will take a nap

under the Living Tree
then I will smile gently
to the Summer clouds.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

~

illustration: The Future of Statues
(René Magritte, 1937)

Was I thinking again
about tomorrow?
I did not notice
the road sign right away.

“Cementerio”.

But I can see it clearly now
and I feel an angel’s hand
on my shoulder
Why do I worry?

Promesa de Infinito.

I’m dreaming.
The Night is bright.
Time is on our side.
I am, you are, we are

the Light of the Stars.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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

~

Terre Promise © 2018– F.G.M.