Art by David Lee Thompson
Les mots s’envolent
Dans un ciel incertain.
Dansent-ils demain,
La course folle vers le
Vide ou les moments enfuis?
Des mots
21 Monday Sep 2015
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I’m sure some of the meaning is lost, but this was beautiful even when translated.
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Des très jolis mots.
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Les mots nous suivent
Dans nos changements d’humeur
Et de domicile.
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Il vaut mieux des mots
qui s’enfuient plutôt que des
mots restant enfouis.
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The sculpture is beautiful as are your gorgeous choices of words. ♡♡
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford.
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