/ Namibia /

Sunrise and Sunset

I’ll tell you how the sun rose,

A ribbon at a time.

The steeples swam in amethyst,

The news like squirrels ran.

The hills untied their bonnets,

The bobolinks begun.

Then I said softly to myself,

That must have been the sun!

But how he set, I know not.

There seemed a purple stile

Which little yellow boys and girls

Were climbing all the while

Till when they reached the other side,

A dominie in gray

Put gently up the evening bars,

And led the flock away. – Emily Dickinson

/ Dogon people, Mali /

Music and rhythm find their way into the secred places of the soul. – Plato

La musique et le rythme trouvent leur chemin dans les coins secrets de l’âme. – Platon

                                                / Taa Veaeng Leo, Cambodia /

The day the child realizes that all adults are imperfect, he becomes an adolescent; the day he forgives them, he becomes an adult; the day he forgives himself, he becomes wise.- Alden Nolan

Le jour où l’enfant réalise que les adultes sont imparfaits, il devient adolescent ; le jour où il leur pardonne, il devient adulte. Le jour où il se pardonne lui même, il devient sage. – Alden Nolan

/ Touquet, Picardie, France /

Ne marche pas devant moi, je ne pourrais pas te suivre.

Ne marche pas derrière moi, je ne pourrais pas te diriger.

Marche simplement avec moi et sois mon ami.  – Albert Camus

Don’t walk in front of me; I may not follow.

Don’t walk behind me; I may not lead.

Just walk beside me and be my friend.  – Albert Camus