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  • En mode (re)découverte de cet équilibre qui m'est propre. J'aime chanter, le tai chi, lire, écrire, rire...apporter du bien être aux autres et profiter du quotidien.
  • En mode (re)découverte de cet équilibre qui m'est propre. J'aime chanter, le tai chi, lire, écrire, rire...apporter du bien être aux autres et profiter du quotidien.
15 juillet 2009 3 15 /07 /juillet /2009 19:02
This morning, in the same sky quadrant, a white almost full moon, a small plane, and birds making slow circles as if waiting for a lift. Walking sleepy in the street makes me blind to suburb beauty till I can collapse on a platform seat.

Below the platform edge, ballast rocks white on black design a kind of scattered smile for a tired guy. Gust of winds moving slightly the station name signs make them reflect glimpses of the sun not yet visible on the stage.

the summer sun
only a reflection in
the station signs

Morning lesson as in a dream, but as in the last days, no time to repeat loudly the words and be looked at like a cosmonaut. Do I become addicted? Instead, reading french haijin haikus in the morning train, published by a small editor a haijin too (link), and dedicated to birds. Trying to see and hear birds in an early morning metro full of commuters , another way to be a spaceman.

me and passengers
all birds of same feather
flocked together

when the martins shrill
the summer breeze gently moves
the giant oak leaves

My work schedule is been kind for me today, after a four day week-end catching up appears like another daily extraordinary unnoticed achievement. Tis workday that does not want to end. Coming back as always member of one sheep herd, smells like neighboor spirit all around me.

afternoon peak hour
arms and feet all around me
beautiful her smile !





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