Sunday, February 5, 2017

Béatrice Machet # 350 murger poem



# 350               murger poem

To question the word fusion is to call upon heat.
To fuse means some solids end up liquids.
Then in the melting process streams are born.
And energy is flowing.

To question the word fusion is to evoke the inseparable.
The intensity of a relationship.
It’s something more serious than mere complement.
Than simple binding.

To question the word fusion is setting the fire.
A burning which doesn’t leave ashes.
Body and mind flesh and thoughts dissolved
into a current of pristine joy …

Interroger le mot fusion c’est convoquer la chaleur.
Fondre c’est du solide à faire devenir liquide.
Alors dans le mélange des courants naissent.
L’énergie circule.

Interroger le mot fusion c’est évoquer le fusionnel.
L’intense inséparable d’une relation.
Quelque chose de plus important que la notion de complément.
Que simple emboîtage.

Interroger le mot fusion c’est allumer le feu.
Une combustion qui ne laisse aucune cendre.
Corps et esprit chair et pensées dissous
en un courant de joie toujours neuve …

2 comments:

  1. thanks for your appreciation Rob... I was fearing this was just a list of statements ...

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