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Vagues Protectrices de l’Enfance

DES MOTS SUR VOS TALENTS & EMOTIONS

Vagues Protectrices de l’Enfance

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L'Art connecté à la Poésie comme une vague protectrice de l'Enfance

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Hier, les vagues étaient hautes,

Mais ce n’est pas de ta faute

Elles ont submergé ta jolie plage

Ce sont les chagrins de ton âge

 

Aujourd’hui seulement, la marée est basse

Et lentement tu ressasses

Doucement l’océan s’éloigne

L’étendue de sable mouillé te soigne

 

Demain, l’aube nouvelle t’offrira le soleil,

Sa chaleur et, de la Vie les reflets vermeils

Tes pieds fouleront à nouveau

Des plages de ton histoire, le sable chaud

Tes yeux se tourneront vers l’horizon

Prometteur de nouvelles aventures

Un large sourire éclaire le visage de l’enfant blond

Son cœur s’ouvre et accueille le Futur

 

A Mats, mon enfant connecté

Paris Roland Garros 2016