Out of the Maze

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? (Khalil Gibran, “The Prophet”)

Wild flowers bloom
then fade.
Words flow in silence.
Tears go by.

Will we look
at the gates of Heaven
the same way
you were gazing at the sky?

How can we be sure
that Time and Love
work together
to lead us safely

out of the Maze?

© Frédéric Georges Martin

The Flowers and the Sky (Mon étoile)

First
I was tempted to hate
the flowers and the sky
the trees and the Night

then I even thought about
not forgiving God.
The Soul sometimes needs
to wear black

and to hide from the stars.
But the Sun shines
behind the darkest clouds
and finally I sing:

mon étoile
did not leave me
et j’aime toujours
the flowers and the sky!

© Frédéric Georges Martin

A little Comfort

Stars were already shining
before I was born.
It seems they always will,
but they too shall die.

And the Moon
shall fall from the sky
and the sky shall grow dark
and I feel so scared.

But I’m not alone.
I have found a hand to hold
and a little comfort
in the light of your Heart.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

Lettre au Marchand de Sable / Letter to the Sandman

Cher Marchand de Sable,

puisque je dois mourir,
je peux bien tout vous dire.
J’étais l’enfant de la mer,
roi de royaumes immenses.
Mais le vent a tourné
et mon coeur
tel un bateau de cristal
en mille éclats
sur le récif s’est brisé.
Mon rêve est une île trop lointaine,
je ne vois plus l’étoile du Berger.
Ce soir Dieu m’abandonne,
alors, sans aucun regret,

mon âme, je vous la donne.

~

Dear Mr Sandman

because I have to die
I can tell you everything.
I was the Child of the Sea,
the King of infinite realms.
But winds were harsh
and unforgiving. The tide turned,
and like a crystal boat
running aground the reef
my heart shattered
into a million pieces.
My dream is an island too far,
I lost sight of my lucky star.
Tonight God has forsaken me
and without any regrets

I give you my soul.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

Will You Believe Me?

If I tell you I saw

blue suns shining
over the mountains
fragrant pines standing in awe
as clouds turn silver

pristine water reflecting
the sea-blue waves of Time
worlds behind the world
flowers within the flower

and through the veils of light
the beating Heart of Life
the beauty of Darkness
the stunning Secret of Death

will you believe me?

© Frédéric Georges Martin

~

Jasione des Montagnes
Pyréenes, France © 2017– F.G.M.

A Flower

by giving up
everything
but the spirit of giving

by loving the Daylight
and the Night
equally

by being willing to bloom
by consenting
to wither

we all can be
as beautiful as
a Flower

© Frédéric Georges Martin

~

Iris du Japon, Tokyo © 2017– F.G.M.

One with the Sunset

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

© Frédéric Georges Martin