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The powerful luth of Mister Toot

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Suddenly rises joyous sound

Echoing all throughout my mind

But then, rather than my limbs bind,

It takes my body of the ground

And I go up and round and round;

As if I was no longer blind,

As if king I had just been crowned,

I see the world, front and behind,

I let, rather than look to find,

My soul be in this rhythm drowned.

It is as if the world-renowned

Great artist that was long confined

Deep in my mind has come unbound,

As if my spirit was designed

Once to this earthly tune combined

To reach understandings profound…

 

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Depth of night upon the sea

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There, deep in the darkness

Lurks a silent nothing,

A great wide blue expanse

Born from mysterious chance,

You sail with no harness

Still searching for something;

Oh this wild world is rough

But your heart is quite too

And soon none suffices,

The virtues or vices,

For when you gaze into

The abyss long enough…

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A flower’s sweet scent

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There is so much to see, to hear and feel,

So much to experience on this wide earth

Once you get the courage to leave the hearth,

And decide the layers of life to peel,

Despite the little time we have from birth

We can see so much of all that is real,

Travel around the world from our own heel,

Dream of that of which we know not the worth,

So why is it that near these petals teal

My ship I cannot help but wish to berth,

What are these feels this flower seems to birthe?

And why can I not help but glances steal?

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Amor à lyre

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J’admire, j’adore,

De myrrhe et d’or

Courir – effort –

Quérir l’aurore

Que dire alors ?

Je vire de bord

Ecrire rend fort

Décrire décors

Rougir – horror !

Ô sire ai-je tort ?

Partir, remors,

Avenir retors

Bénir l’ichor

Souffrir du corps

Pâlir d’abord

Maudire le sort

Mourir encore

Sourire qui sors

Offrir dolor

Et rire sonore

Ma lyre cantor

Martyr ténor

Délire dès lors…

Admire Victor

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The knot

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In the end we all were there:

The close friends, the family,

Even the forsaken heir.

Knew we each other closely?

I cannot help but wonder

As you descend down under

About all of that which was,

About all that could have been,

In this moment I press pause

And replay all I have seen,

Trying to find the mistake,

Trying to find the tight knot,

I feel all that was at stake

Now that I can help you not…

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Meditation

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There is a pond that is clear and calm

In a garden full of sweet fruit trees,

Feel the grace of the world in your palm

And under the warm sun a cool breeze.

The soft chirping of the birds echoes

As the young poet rests in the shade,

His mind far away from his fellows

Above great and wide oceans of jade.

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Image

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I close my eyes

and see her pass

Eclair de blond

et de violet

Many goodbyes

break me like glass

Que temps est long

sans son reflet

I see you clear,

bright existence

Je ne désire

point ton absence

I feel you near

in the distance

Mes joues rosir

en ta présence

And when this dream

finally fades

Et que je rouvre

mes yeux fermés

My life may seem

bathed in the shades.

Oh je me trouve

déjà charmé…

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Succès

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Quand retentit le dernier mot

Et tombe la dernière voix

De tous ces étranges jumeaux,

Là, comme la première fois,

Le voile d’obscurité tombe

Attisant par là le silence;

Et de cette douce hécatombe,

Oh ! non sans quelque rutilance,

Renaissent alors les héros

Ayant insufflé mille vies

À la tragique comédie

Dont les musiques et chansons

Furent de grands et beaux hérauts,

Arborant des mines ravies

Lorsque le public leur dédie

Un vivat sans contrefaçon !

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Lune

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I am your moon; oh discreet and soft is my glow.

A sweet and shy child of the mysterious night

Dancing in the mirror, always in your shadow,

I cast upon the world the echo of your light

Falling slowly, silently in ghostly pure beams

From the heavens above down to the world of man

For the lone poet’s heart to contemplate in dreams,

Millenia of wisdom condensed in a lifespan.

A never-ending dance of two eternal gods

Fated to never meet and never once embrace,

Each other to yearn for and forever to chase;

But I, sweet prince of day, hope, no matter the odds,

 And will keep hoping on and dancing like a fool

Offering you my soft light, my most precious jewel…

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Sun

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If I had to describe you in a single word

I would probably say that you are like the Sun,

This analogy you may have already heard

But let me show you why this one resembles none:

Because you make my night, because you make my day

And, far in the distance, for me you light the way

You are bright and shimmering, you warm my lone heart

Beautiful, breathtaking even, a piece of art,

A golden halo dancing in a sea of stars

Amidst a clear ocean, soothing pains of my scars,

Whether in my eyes or not your image burns true,

You are everything for which I have ever yearned,

Helping me moving forward until I pull through;

But try to get too close and oh! you might get burned…

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