Imagination is a lace maker,
so when you feel down,
go to the seaside of your dreams
and walk along the tallest cliff.

Make a small white handkerchief
from the cotton clouds.
Think about worries and grief, gather
all the little black pebbles you find.

Wrap them in your handkerchief,
then throw it up in the air.
The Wind hears every prayer.
Make a wish, kiss a clover leaf.

You are lighter than a cloud
floating above the Sea.
Now you feel relieved,
now you can wake up.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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illustration: Falaises à Fécamp
(Claude Monet, 1881)

“Verily, verily, I am blue!”
a yellow flower said
“…and whoever believes in me will be given
a glimpse of the true nature of things.”

*

This was certainly
a butterfly’s dream,
but things are never as they seem
and dreams give us rainbow wings.

*

O wise wild Flowers,
erudite Mentors,
Keepers of the hidden Hour:
why do we not trust you?

© Frédéric Georges Martin

~

Fleur jaune © 2018 – F.G.M.

Mix butter, Broken Dreams Powder,
cinnamon and Sunrise liquor.

Add three Phoenix eggs,
one at a time. Beat well together.

Mix New Moon Powder,
Star flour, and rainbow zest.

Add to the butter mixture.
Stir gently until well combined.

Bake in a pre-heated oven
for 30-35 minutes (Quantum Time)

Enjoy hot or warm,
with a glass of champagne.

Drink to Eternity.
All your Dreams are alive!

© Frédéric Georges Martin

Image associée

I tried to think like a bird
and found a way
to go through
the Ivy-Covered Wall.

I painted a cloudless sky
and wrote in the air
the Word
transparency.

Now you have gone through
the Ivy-Covered Wall
you can see there was
no wall at all.

The world is One,
you were the limit,
the Light loves ivy
and the bird broke free!

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Mur de lierre © 2017 – F.G.M.