Max Ernst Le silence à travers les âges, 1968
As our planet weeps, mornings laden with mourning. and we feel our hearts struggle, adverse condtions releasing overflowing tears, as we bathe in seas of melancholy, it's important to let each emotion flow, let our cries ring out, through the storms we can rise again, even the darkness that resides can be filled with light, that will never hide our love, our kindness, our beautiful depth, to allow us to find silver linings, enable us to cling on to fragile bubbles of hope, carrying us through maddening days, allowing peace and calms echo, life filled with more palpable reason, forces of tenacious and diligent effort that overcome depths of despair.
