Thinking...

I would like to share the translation of Dr T, a writer, (member on Blipfoto) who translate a prose that I wrote in french, in his personnal way. Thank you to him

"
To the evergreen place
at the dawn of the passing of the day
we will remove the masks of the past
dissolved in the graphical Memory
inscribed on the geography of our palms
where etched time lines
announce an advanced age
but this will not smother our spirit
we will die by consuming the remains
of what is human
the soul jubilant and not obstinate
then will I release you
let you go into a river
into a liquid sheet of golden light
waving at your framed silhouette
with your final gaze turned to
me?and mine to you..."