(in memory of all the humanimal victims through centuries to the present day ....)
How many broken hearts of all time
Martyrs whose mourning worn
Will haunt our lives for a long time
Seek appeasement in us
A shelter, a place to land
How many souls have been killed
Implore in us the impossible love
The tenderness they never had
All the evils of Humanity result
Of the spirit of conquest
From this desire to colonize the body
On the other, in this case the woman
Just as much as Gaia, but also the child
Whose birth is too often a pretext
Revealing an abuse of power
Here is murdered innocence !
O you that I love at the bittersweet confluence
Of your appearances, you so little present
By dint of betrayals perpetrated against you
By a predatory criminal patriarchy !
As I invoke you coming
Knowing that the truth in love
This is what escapes us all the time
By having all the more deep meaning
That we find out as
Constant surprise of the other
By an ever new wonder
When time opens its petals
Butterflies of the unspeakable
The light on your taking face
Body in all grace
Your hand brushing my cheek
The embrace of the forests saving us
From the Void
We walk with a family of wild boars
Marrying the fresh earth
Mosses, lichens, ferns are our
Ornaments
Our members are loved rivers
Quicksilver Fish
I'm going stealthily towards you
In a leeward approach
Beauty
I brush against your edges, your undergrowth
I kiss your horizon lines
The arch of your feet hugs
The orb of the planets
We confront our shores
With flights of black-headed gulls
Our meadows hide fawns, partridges
We go from thresholds to borders
Discovering our immensities
Your mountains contain snowfields
Where the newborn chamois play
My eyes caress the ridge line
From your bare shoulders
We celebrate the passion of yellow irises.