An
Exploration of my Process of Creation through a live Artist Journal, full of my Drawings and Words.

J'explore jour après jour au gré des pages remplies de dessins et de mots mon Processus de Création.

13 janvier 2020

PAGE 189: That Day



It was that day
tears on my cheek
through the window
I followed you

Hand in hand
from beginning till end
we danced

It was that day
leaves on the tree
through the passing life
I ate the juicy fruit 

of Destiny

Heart in heart 
all nights and days long
to one another we belonged

It was that day
honey on my lips
behind the tree
I let myself die

Body into body
following the rythmic hours

It was that day

My soul reached yours

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WHISPER of That Day
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