DANS LA BRUME

 Lever de soleil sur la brume                 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     La  La nature est tout ce qu’on voit,

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             Tout ce qu’on veut, tout ce qu’on aime,

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       Tout ce qu’on sait , tout ce qu’on croit,

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   Tout ce que l’on sent en soi-même.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             Elle est belle pour qui la voit,

                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Elle est bonne à celui qui l’aime,

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Elle est juste quand on y croit

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               Et qu’on la respecte en soi-même.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Regarde le ciel, il te voit,

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Embrasse la terre, elle t’aime.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  La vérité c’est ce qu’on croit

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   En la nature c’est toi-même.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  (George Sand)

Comments

[Binchy]

Magnifique ! Magique ! J'aime beaucoup la première.

Je te souhaite une douce soirée ma Josiane ainsi qu'un agréable vendredi et je t'embrasse très très fort.

Bernadette.

[DD]

Bonsoir Josiane

De la brume épaisse mais le soleil n'est pas loin ... tu as fait de jolies photos !

Bisous, bonne soirée

[Yvon]

bonne soirée Josiane

ici,, 10 mais pluie depuis ce matin

[escapade40]

Oui quel superbe spectacle de la nature ! . Bonne fin de journée Josiane , gros bisous , escapade ,

[maite-corsinette]

Coucou Josiane,

Que la nature est belle chez toi tout comme tes photos, d'ailleurs. Le ciel est de toute beauté.

Bon après-midi Josiane, gros bisous à demain.

Maite