Sur les chemins de brume et d’ombre,
Depuis des temps imm\u00e9moriaux,
Je tra\u00eene pesamment mes vieux os,
Toujours livide et l’\u00e2me sombre.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Chassant d’impalpables lueurs
Pour \u00e9chapper \u00e0 mes t\u00e9n\u00e8bres,
Je fuis l’antre aux songes fun\u00e8bres
Qui se meut parfois en mon c\u0153ur.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
J’ai crois\u00e9 mille et mille lumi\u00e8res,
La flamboyante \u00e0 l’iris fauve,
La belle espi\u00e8gle \u00e0 l\u2019\u0153il mauve,
La flamme d’or aux yeux si clairs,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
La brune madone en eaux d’azur,
Toute m’ont envo\u00fbt\u00e9, fascin\u00e9.
Pourtant, jamais, je n’ai risqu\u00e9
D’approcher ces merveilles si pures.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
La longue solitude m’a rong\u00e9,
D\u00e9vor\u00e9 l’esprit et le corps;
J’ai trop err\u00e9 parmi les morts,
Leur nuit \u00e9ternelle m’a marqu\u00e9.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Pourtant, sans cause ni raison,
Au fond de moi g\u00eet un espoir,
P\u00e2le \u00e9tincelle sur toile noire
Maintenant sans fin son illusion.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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