Secret

This hidden secret is my treasure.
Why lift the veil !
Each moment
is
a dance of the mountains.
Each moment
is
a torque.
 
The noisy world is fleeting.
 
The thread
-my path-
is a labyrinth, a maze.
 
Time laughs a laugh.
 
Colour gives out fragrance.
What a miracle !
 
People have forgotten
that
autumn set in early.
Forgetfulness is prison for some.
The silence of the night
And
its solitude
are a hope for the morning.
 
This hidden secret is my treasure.
Why lift the veil!