Sorry this poem is in french
You can see the translation in the credit section but it doesn't not say exactly it sould be title
The exquisite hour
You know when the lake goes calm at the end of the day

Sorry this poem is in french You can see the translation in the credit section but it doesn't not say exactly it sould be title The exquisite hour You know when the lake goes calm at the end of the day

The white moon


The white moon
shines in the woods.
From each branch
springs a voice
beneath the arbor.

Oh my beloved...

Like a deep mirror
the pond reflects
the silhouette
of the black willow
where the wind weeps.

Let us dream! It is the hour...

A vast and tender
calm
seems to descend
from a sky
made iridescent by the moon.

It is the exquisite hour!

The white moon The white moon shines in the woods. From each branch springs a voice beneath the arbor. Oh my beloved... Like a deep mirror the pond reflects the silhouette of the black willow where the wind weeps. Let us dream! It is the hour... A vast and tender calm seems to descend from a sky made iridescent by the moon. It is the exquisite hour!

oklahomadawn says:
these are some phenomenal photos!!! you're right this first one with the tree in it's second life is amazing!!! really beautiful and great quotes!! thanks so much for creating this for my challenge!!!
Sep 2, 2013

sugarpops says:
Gorgeous photos & quote xxxx
Sep 2, 2013

Xguern66 says:
Wow Jacqueline wonderful photos matched up beautifully with your quotes. Well done.
Sep 1, 2013

savannah's grand mawmaw says:
beautiful page 10+10
Sep 1, 2013