Paris, France
I was always amazed by the power of nature...
Not only the destructive cyclones, nor the sky lightening…
I love this silent power… that can sometimes pass without interest…
It is really a miracle happening beside us everyday…
How can a dry branch be full of these beautiful colors?
I feel the angels being hyperactive, painting every scene in our life garden…
Knocking on our heart door while saying : wake up, it is another day…
Not only the destructive cyclones, nor the sky lightening…
I love this silent power… that can sometimes pass without interest…
It is really a miracle happening beside us everyday…
How can a dry branch be full of these beautiful colors?
I feel the angels being hyperactive, painting every scene in our life garden…
Knocking on our heart door while saying : wake up, it is another day…
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