Singing to the waters
Waking up in the arms of my love
Tasting the fresh wind from the east
Hoping for the rain to come over me
I’m waiting and waiting for someone
To come and confort my mind from
Dividing my life into pieces or iron and coal
Sweet voice from afar
Leading the way to everlasting moments
Of truth and warmth
Rejoicing parts of my whole-stream matter
All along the path on which mother left me
For a new world to come
She asked me if I wanted to breathe
Tell the world…
André Barrière, 18 août 2016