Little patch of blue sky / Un coin de ciel bleu
The tree, many hundred years old, was dominating the park.
Its branches were strong and extraordinary large : it was calling to mind about energy, fight and time going too.
Its trunck was rising straight and strong on many meters, before dividing itself into two branches, each one as strong as the other one. At the « V » of the trunck, I caught the blue sky I saw, triangle of hope through the filter of times.
« No need to run, the tree was teeling me, just take the time! »
I left with my patch of blue in my head…..
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L'arbre plusieurs fois centenaires dominait le parc.
Sa ramure forte et extraordinairement large parlait d'energie, de combat, du temps qui passe aussi.
Son tronc s'elevait droit et fort sur plusieurs metres avant de se diviser en deux branches d'egales forces. Au "V" du tronc je rendis prisonnier le ciel bleu que je voyais, triangle d'esperance vu au filtre du temps.
"Nul besoin de courir, me disait l'arbre, prends le temps!"
Je repartis avec mon coin bleu dans la tete.....
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