Dans ma bulle

Here she is.
Immaculate.
She is looking at us.
Gentle.
It is like a call, an invitation to come and share with her in an unknown and impalpable world.
A dream.
This is a dream.
A moment of stillness where everything is allowed.
We wish to touch her.
We wish to be in her arms.
To be part of her and share her life, her permeable projections.
This light, this light !
This is a bubble of nothingness.
This is a bubble of beauty.
She is taking you and brines you into a world of hope and
It is beautiful,
so simple
and so rich.
It makes you happy to have seen it and imagine.
It makes you happy to at her and dream.

J.B. June 17, 2019