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Cendrine Marrouat Poem
Loving you is easy.
Your heart beats like
The midnight breeze,
Caressing the strings of my essence.
Loving you is easy.
Your smile tenderly
Invites reveries,
Exposing the chords of my mind.
Loving you is easy.
Your voice is like
Music to my inner ear,
And honey to my soul.
Loving you means completeness.
You answer the questions
Of my inner interactions.
You bless the seasons
Of my secret divinity.
God sent you to enlighten
The epiphany of my pen,
So that I can describe beauty
In words and thoughts,
And open the door to invisible realities.
Loving you makes me aware
Of my purpose in life.
Loving you brings me peace.
Loving you…
Loving you…
Is easy.
©2010 Cendrine Marrouat
Copyright © Cendrine Marrouat | Year Posted 2025
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Cendrine Marrouat Poem
A tribute to "The Little Prince," by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry.
Little being, descending from your star,
Your heart draws desert animals.
And when night slowly unveils her altar,
Your bright smile echoes like crystals.
Little child, you gave your heart to a flower.
Your volcanoes are calmly expecting you.
While the traveller, you await in your tower,
You catch sight of fertile maps within you.
Little Prince! Little Prince!
Draw me your country.
Fall asleep on the dunes
And soar to the moon!
A dream shaper, you truly are.
You found heaven before any grown-up—
A child’s heart soothes the deepest scar.
Children like you are a sweet cup.
Sometimes, it is lonely among people, too.
Yet, some spirits have confident honesty
That fills the emptiness with tongues so new
That everything suddenly becomes beauty.
Little Prince! Little Prince!
Draw me your country.
Fall asleep on the dunes
And soar to the moon!
Little angel, sitting across the horizon,
The sun caresses your blond curly hair.
Often, the land for you loses its blazon;
Yet, you always feel freedom’s prayer.
Little man, your soul is a friend.
Your love has tended to her needs;
And my flame, you would daily defend,
So that I, too, could finally spread the seeds!
Little Prince! Little Prince!
Draw me your country.
Fall asleep on the dunes
And soar to the moon!
They may try to debase your infinity.
They may try to torment your kingdom.
Yet, forgiveness has been part of your trinity
Towards those who have lost their freedom.
So, little prince, continue on your way.
Wait for another star and another flower.
Smile at the present to pave tomorrow’s day.
Children’s souls have some unique power!
Little Prince! Little Prince!
Draw me your country.
Fall asleep on the dunes
And soar to the moon!
Little Prince,
Your best ally,
(Your province)
Is the sky!
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©2010 Cendrine Marrouat
Copyright © Cendrine Marrouat | Year Posted 2025
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Cendrine Marrouat Poem
Secluded
at the edge of the world—
reflections linger.
This haiku was written in 2024 and is inspired by William Bradford's painting titled "An Arctic Scene" (1881)
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