the explosion of recognition within is nearly unbearable,
So gentil, so passionné…
… so easily distracted.
…even still my mind flies among the galaxies, still my body burns…
And so I wait, whiling away the seasons, distracted in my work,
…feeling the unstoppable seeds of change growing within me,
I bless the earth, I count the stars,
I dream… over endless miles,
waiting for the Frenchman to return.