Covenant

“A man must dream a long time in order to act with grandeur, and dreaming is nursed in darkness.”
– Jean Genet

“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.”
Percy Bysshe Shelley

 

Covenant

 

Song of the evening

And the sun

Slides from my grasp

Darkness

Envelops the earth

In her cool caress

Moon dance is

Rhythmic and slow

Stars flicker

Incandescent – haughty

Offering their vow

Of solidarity

Bisous,

Léa

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About Léa

A wanderer who has found home and herself in the South of France.
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2 Responses to Covenant

  1. Beautiful words and rhythm

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