Thought of the week
What our lives lack most is wonder. To meet those who still marvel at nothing, at a butterfly, at the driving rain, at a poppy, at the song of a bird. Almost nothing. So much. So many little things, humble little treasures. Without these beautiful accomplices, enlightening players, without their precious childhood eyes, their highly solar smile, we would only be living marbles: frozen from the inside.
Jacques DOR (2021)
Jacques Dor, Poèmes en réseaux, Auto-Edited, 2021.