Tones, music resonate with thousands of tunings
And make of our life a big bouquet of dream.
Thanks to this osmosis our joy is not short,
Each God’s piece of art is the one of a lone body.
Everything is symphony where colors melt,
Lapped with golden flames the big ethereal sky
Where purple turns into a golden mauve
Wrapped us in a silence blanket.
Ground is the palette where colors are exhibited,
Where nothing only exists if they are compatible,
To build peace, may Your art make us brothers
Not to ruin but to make a symbiosis.
Poem written by Michel Hilger