Third Angel

 

I thank my father.
He was a hard worker
and a Man of his word.

I thank my mother.
She had a cancer.
Now she is a Dancer.

They live beyond the Sea.
How young,
how beautiful they are!

Last Night
I don’t know why,
I heard them singing,

and their song was for you,
third Angel
in my life.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

Entre Cielo y Mar

Ensemble nous avons marché
sur une plage de sable noir.
– Me acuerdo.

Etoiles sans nombre, mondes imaginaires,
en Nous.
– Me maravillo.

Entre Ciel et Mer.
Est-ce là que nous sommes nés ?
– Lo creo.

Pourrons nous retrouver
le chemin de l’immortalité ?
– No lo dudo.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Together we walked
on a black sand beach.
– Me acuerdo.

Countless stars, Dream Worlds,
within Us.
– Me maravillo.

Between Sea and Sky.
Is it the place where we were born?
– Lo creo.

Will we find the path back
to immortality?
– No lo dudo.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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Plage de sable noir © 2018 – F.G.M.

Birds of Paradise

Whether the Moon hides Her face
or She gives you
a gentle smile of grace,

if you believe in Parables
and remember Love
works miracles,

the Night of Christmas Eve
Birds of paradise will take you
under their silver wings.

Brave bearers of Hope,
keepers of the divine Spark
that lives inside the Heart,

they fly through the dark
they bring the stars to Earth
and make your Dreams

come true.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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illustration: Birds of Paradise (Vicente Manansala, XXth century)

Last Dream (Winter’s Tale)

Most snowflakes
do not philosophize
nor do they worry
about falling to the ground.

But One of them
had a little boy’s soul
seeking to overcome
the fear of death.

One night shortly
before Christmas
he had one beautiful
last dream.

Snow had fallen.
Snow had melted.
Once upon a Spring morn
a snowdrop was born.

© Frédéric Georges Martin