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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.
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9 novembre 2010 2 09 /11 /novembre /2010 23:02

Today, in stockholm, while I was having a meeting inside a cosy and overheated room, wind was raging and snow was falling down, timidly first, then hard, not with a vengeance, but the desperate will of a challenger.

 

In a few hours, autumn has been discarded and replaced by his half brother, hard winter

 

I don't remember which poet said the swedish weather was only composed of winter periods, one green and one white, which is extremely unfair to the midsummer period and its explosion of colours, flowers and women together, while the day just takes a small nap in the middlle of the night

 

But now, walking through the slush and sleet, and the cold breeze, with my autumn shoes and my summer suit, was a desperate call. I should have known it from the start.

 

However, during this long walk, avoiding iced water droppings from building edges, securing my hands inside my pockets, my head stuck to my neck, I realized something I had forgotten during the summer, something that was waiting, hidden, behind the cold

 

All these lights in the street, this heat streaming through the doors in the very short time they are opened, these reflections on the sodden pavement, in the drops on the lamps and walls, the air so fresh it breathes itself through my lungs, and jumping in small water ponds, all this is sheer joy to me

 

I can't wait till winter comes in at my place

 

sleet in the street

every single passer-by

dancing in the dark

 

snow falling down

the wind of winter shuffling

one million stars

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Parisianne/Musardises 10/11/2010 18:33


"I continue this walk in my mind..." so do I !
I like it very much !
Anne


Moog 10/11/2010 23:19



Thanks Anne. I try coming back also with an english voice, the intial aim of the blog was to publish both english and french with a balance. I am far from it today.


 



Snow 10/11/2010 04:45


Hi Moog, this snow was a surprise for you. When it's time, it's time like anything else, she have to fall. I continue this walk in my mind.. See you soon


Moog 10/11/2010 23:18



Yes, this was indeed a surprise, and I get caught by winter in summer clothes. But winter was not aiming at revenge, and showed me its most wonderful lights under a light falling snow.


Now I also have to buy new shoes, and maybe to sell mines as authentic blue suede shoes :D