mardi 18 mars 2014

Dreaming awake

Dreaming awake
I visited lots of places
and came back unaware
of the subtleties of memories

Friends tried to convert me
to their private heresies
and left 
when they realized
that I had my own salvation planned
in a bundle of prayers 
and intercessions

Spring came yesterday
a daisy storm on the lawn
and a lighter shade of blue
in the morning sky

I defined every single item
of my broken life
I am free
and I belong here

Here where sparrows 
act like angels
silently invading 
the praying hands of the trees
that have worn 
their gloves of buds and flowers

Claude Lopez-Ginisty