Between Armorica and Atlantis

Unlikely places in marine pastels and elusive mermaids...-

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I left a piece of my soul 

where the earth ends ,

where  infinity  begins ...

Child born of the ocean and the forest

 who speaks the languages of the elves...

The breakers without rest ,

 who batter the enduring rock ,

holding within them the secret 

of so many shipwrecks ...

  Mystical silence .

Intangible presence .

Sings bard the voice of blood 

and the call of the land !

And you mysterious princess 

in your palace of haze and amber ,

improvise on the strings of your harp 

the legends told by the elders ! 

 fingers of the fierce wind carve the message

 into the flesh of the great dolmens 

that defy the heavens ! 

 Melancholic lullaby rising from the mist

of the forgotten graves .

ghosts moaning in  the night ,

witches spinning in the sacred circle ...

Solar arrows of the sunset carry me 

on these shores of afterlife ,

 toward the realm of spirits 

Between Armorica and Atlantis ...