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As the sun rose, a fluttering of wings
I heard, in the butterfly bush,
Bringing an end to the night's hush,
Ushering the beauty of spring mornings.
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The dreams of youth germinate
Into cocoons of silky threads
Patiently woven over endless years.
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One evening, sheltered from the wind and the rain
At ease in a little cove, enjoying his Southern Comfort
The sail, a happy and soft tune exchanging
Between the mast and the rigging
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Les rêves de jeunesse se transforment
En cocons de vers à soie
Patiemment tissés au fil des ans.
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A Spring Morning

As the sun rose, a fluttering of wings
I heard, in the butterfly bush,
Bringing an end to the night's hush,
Ushering the beauty of spring mornings.

Oh, could it be that Joy is back,
Promised since the winter snows,
When the icy wind blows,
In the absence of the lark.

I thought I heard a whistle
Rising to wake up the dawn.
To the faint sound in the myrtle
My heart still slow with a groan
Responded at first with a trickle.

Yes, tired from a long voyage
The tiny winged messenger
Bearer of good tidings, nay, of the best
Had come home to his nest
And to his beloved pay homage.

Don't worry my friend,
Your love is coming soon,
Next May or at June's end,
Or even at the full moon.

All the trees in the alley
Will bow down to her beauty,
And the flowers of the field
Will their sweet perfume yield.

My love, let your eyes whisper softly
Words I never heard before
And sweet promises of more
Love to come.

Jean-Louis.2008

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