This is a collective poem we wrote at the top of the mountain in Lacoste. Each student wrote independently, and then we fused all the writings into one poem:
Give Open Light
Provence 2009
I came from a lost state
These walls are wise
How do I find the fire inside me?
I want peace
Tiny are the ants
Where am I going now?
I am made from happiness, yellow and tiny
My companion is air
I can give anything
I can make anything
My companion is the wind
I can make the sound of hope
I want a dose of reality
How do I find water, the ability to float and remain untied?
Gigantic is uncontrollable
Tiny is delicate
At the top of the hill is desire
Purple wind
A description of a flower
I take advice
I need courage
I want confidence
My pilgrim heart is yet to be found
My companion is a dream
My home an oasis
A long thin sturdy weed
Seeing them is rare
The story of traveling
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