Nuage (blewart#3)

A far eastern beauty pierces the skies

A geisha advancing

In a palace of crystal

Eternally singing…

Her voice has no equal

The exquisite elegance of young cherry trees

Silken melodies

Beneath the "melting peach,"

And each, tears of life

Drops of rosée

Becoming a river

The watcher weeps too

When he sees her

- 2011

- Limited edition art print of 30 (digigraphy®)

- Dim. tech. (photographie seule OU blewart), click : link 

© 2013