
Fog blue-black with autumn night as I walk down The invisible trail traced before me in the dark My weeks of footprints sinking deeper into the mud as I tread over them again Again Joining the silhouettes in the stone … Lire la suite
Fog blue-black with autumn night as I walk down The invisible trail traced before me in the dark My weeks of footprints sinking deeper into the mud as I tread over them again Again Joining the silhouettes in the stone … Lire la suite
Nous le connaissons par ses livres, nous savons qu’il rêve d’une liberté « religieuse », étymologiquement « reliée à l’Essentiel »…
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