Les nuits sans lune la rose d’opale
Danse sur un fil fraichement tiss\u00e9
Une soyeuse toile d’araign\u00e9e
Tendue sur le soir, tel un voile<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Capricieuse, elle s’\u00e9panouit
Lorsque du ciel tombent les anges
Que la couleur des eaux change
Et que le soleil s’obscurcit<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ses racines plongent dans un abyme
Aussi profond que myst\u00e9rieux
Elle y puise le sang t\u00e9n\u00e9breux
Qui lui donne sa teinte sublime<\/p>\n\n\n\n
L’apog\u00e9e de l’obscurit\u00e9
Diffuse son parfum unique
Exhale sa fragrance mirifique
Ravivant des ombres oubli\u00e9es<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ces fant\u00f4mes sortis du n\u00e9ant
Se m\u00ealent aux r\u00eaves des malheureux
Assoupis trop pr\u00e8s de ces lieux
O\u00f9 fleurit ce joyau sanglant<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Leurs essences se voient aspir\u00e9es
Par les noires fantasmagories
Que la plante ram\u00e8ne \u00e0 la vie
Et soumet \u00e0 sa volont\u00e9<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Les pauvres passants \u00e9gar\u00e9s
Iront nourrir l’\u00e9pais humus
Que ce sombre v\u00e9g\u00e9tal suce
Pour croitre encore et perdurer.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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