sophie
What was your dream
when you left this shore.
Did you dream of a raft of stars adrift,
did you dream of a gulf of candor?
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You pushed aside the intransigent spheres
to pick a flower.
You were resonant with a world of light.
Butterflies represent a scene of your life
in which the dawn awakens on your lips.
A star takes shape according to your design
The curtain of day falls on the dreams
You are a star changing into a flower
The light slips beneath your feet
Radiant wings surround you like a hedge
The flower is cradled on your wings.
It wears a jewel of dew.
It dreams a tear of sensibility.
Its kisses are pearls.
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It vanishes, it vanishes,
in its own light.
It vanishes, it vanishes
in its purity and gentleness.
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