My secrets
Once to a phlegmatic, British girl in Paris,
I taught all my secrets: « Prayer is alchemy,
Love is light, peace is safe, ignore the enemy,
You would never be too hurt if your mind is free…
Be mobile, be tender, be liquid as water,
And positively try just to act with good will,
There after you could not fear any encounter,
Yet, if someone fights you… Fight! Otherwise keep still.
When the Angels above want to bless us with grace,
They are unseen, but soon their blessing will reveal,
Kneel then, or bow before their soft, happy embrace…
Oh! And work ! From your work would your life be success! »
This girl, named Sue, listened to me then she appealed,
My lips to hers,
She smiled, and silently we kissed.
By, Timothee Bordenave
Paris, France.
