vision

Par la force d'une cuisson mutuelle
les ingrédients deviennent amers et vieux,
La chaleur coagule les liquides ;
Qui sont comme des poussières sur une fenêtre éclairée,
Devenu "cendre morte", je serai uni au silence suprême.

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Jan 31

Albert Claeys (1889 - 1967) - Winter, N/D

Posted at 12:37 AM 12 notes Permalink ∞ Tagged: winterbelgium

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