{"id":445,"date":"2012-06-24T07:53:00","date_gmt":"2012-06-24T05:53:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/?p=445"},"modified":"2024-08-31T07:54:25","modified_gmt":"2024-08-31T05:54:25","slug":"mirage-antique","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/damianeicker.net\/blog\/2012\/06\/24\/mirage-antique\/","title":{"rendered":"Mirage antique"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Dans une tour aux mille marches<br>Sur une terre abandonn\u00e9e<br>D&rsquo;\u00e9tranges chants sonnent sous les arches<br>Bribes de souvenirs oubli\u00e9s<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ces fragments de m\u00e9moire vol\u00e8tent<br>Dansent en tous sens, en libert\u00e9<br>Au c\u0153ur d&rsquo;un monde o\u00f9 tout s&rsquo;arr\u00eate<br>Ravivant les feux du pass\u00e9<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Dans ce silence de mausol\u00e9e<br>R\u00e9sonnent odes et lamentations<br>Eclats de joie, belles amiti\u00e9s<br>Passions intenses, r\u00eaves profonds<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ces sons venus du fond des \u00e2ges<br>Se m\u00ealent \u00e0 la r\u00e9alit\u00e9 du monde<br>Tissant le somptueux plumage<br>D&rsquo;un oiseau lyre \u00e0 la cr\u00eate blonde<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Le chant de l&rsquo;oiseau merveilleux<br>Fait vibrer la trame du ciel<br>Ouvrant un passage fabuleux<br>Vers des \u00e9toiles immat\u00e9rielles<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Lorsque l&rsquo;oiseau d\u00e9ploie ses ailes<br>Faites de voiles \u00e9th\u00e9r\u00e9s<br>Tout un univers se r\u00e9v\u00e8le<br>A qui veut bien s&rsquo;\u00e9merveiller<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Etre des songes, fleur de mon \u00e2me<br>Laisse-moi contempler ton iris<br>M&rsquo;ab\u00eemer dans sa divine flamme<br>Pour m&rsquo;extraire enfin de l&rsquo;abysse<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Je veux retrouver les nu\u00e9es<br>Quitter ce fleuve de souffrance<br>Ne plus m&rsquo;abreuver au L\u00e9th\u00e9<br>Combler pour toujours cette absence<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Mes rimes sont p\u00e2les ombres de ton chant<br>Mes mots si faibles face \u00e0 tes trilles<br>Ph\u00e9bus \u00e9ternelle inconstant<br>Qu&rsquo;en moi, \u00e0 nouveau, ton feu brille<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Laisse-moi encore charmer de mon sang<br>Reines et rois de toutes les contr\u00e9s<br>D&rsquo;un ultime trait d&rsquo;esprit charmant<br>Sceller les anciennes amiti\u00e9s.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dans une tour aux mille marchesSur une terre abandonn\u00e9eD&rsquo;\u00e9tranges chants sonnent sous les archesBribes de souvenirs oubli\u00e9s Ces fragments de m\u00e9moire vol\u00e8tentDansent en tous sens, en libert\u00e9Au c\u0153ur d&rsquo;un monde o\u00f9 tout s&rsquo;arr\u00eateRavivant les feux du pass\u00e9 Dans ce silence de mausol\u00e9eR\u00e9sonnent odes et lamentationsEclats de joie, belles amiti\u00e9sPassions intenses, 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