Sur le passage entre les r\u00eaves
J’erre en silence, sombre p\u00e8lerin
Pris dans la toile du Destin
Jusqu’\u00e0 ce que mes jours s’ach\u00e8vent<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Chaque songe m’est une fen\u00eatre
O\u00f9 dansent des formes fantomatiques
Les esprits purs et magnifiques
De mille vies pr\u00eates \u00e0 na\u00eetre<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sur ces miroirs je contemple
L’ensemble de vos \u00e9motions
Joies et tristesses, peines et passions
De vos beaut\u00e9s bien des exemples<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pour conjurer mon isolement
Je fais miennes certaines illusions
M’\u00e9tourdis de leurs sensations
Leur donnant forme hors du n\u00e9ant<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Elles sont si belles ces jeunes chim\u00e8res
Tout juste \u00e9closes sous les \u00e9toiles
Sublimes nymphes aux teintes p\u00e2les
S’\u00e9vaporant en un \u00e9clair<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Car lorsque l’aube vient \u00e0 para\u00eetre
Dans les t\u00e9n\u00e8bres je me blottis
Esp\u00e9rant une toute autre nuit
La fin de mon calvaire, peut-\u00eatre.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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