ULTIMATE 2009-01-16 On the back of the reptile In the evening air I've seen dolphins fly Under the dry sky Over a desert prince Shepherding his sheep. Here and now I want to play this solitary note A unique lingering resonance A fleeting dance of question marks In my cerebral flight time. Where to this ridge ? What beyond ? In the hour glass of my head Flows a living sand To shape a face in a frame, The portrait of a mystery man I may soon know I am gliding to the end, A black dot on the spine Far away The flats Pascal Legrand Visiteurs : 472 Back to home