Echoes From the Blue Boy
by Jean Giono
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Break nothing, tear nothing, stifle nothing,
efface nothing, let the whole round world
of blue air and green seas, of stars
and planets, and countless waves
course through the embrace of two
innocent lovers. Let honey flow
from lip to lip in words and kisses.
It is meant to be like this,
no gesture forbidden, all love-born
and breathing, pouring silver life
in shivers, in the shaken bells
of laughter, in the brightness
of eyes shining in eyes...
As summer fruit swells, gorged
with sunlight, and leaves shimmer
their own leaf-laughter in the breeze,
so our hearts are to be lush with life
and free to love with Love's wisdom,
that architect of rivers and the rhythms
of years.

Poem © Blake Steele 1991
Image © Blake Steele 2010