la vie…
coule doucement
goutte par goutteun film muet
un nuage
suspendu
dans une peintureun rêve
déjà visitéun goût
ni amer ni doux
persistantles traces de jeunesse
confondueset le serpent perdu
qui cherche
sans cesse
–shawnzahedi.comlife…
flows gently
drop by dropa silent movie
a cloud
suspended
in a paintinga dream
dreamt beforea taste
neither bitter nor sweet
persistenttraces of youth
confoundedand the lost serpent
who still
searches
–shawnzahedi.com
What a beautiful poem. So relaxing 🙂
NOW THAT YOU ARE IN FRANCE – YOU HAVE BECOME VERY “FRENCHED” (LOL)
Good wine, cheese, art, etc. does that to you 🙂