Semetiere Montmartre
I sit and contemplate on the puzzle of tombs beneath me,
allowing nothing about life to distract my thoughts.
I sit and attempt to feel the souls that surround me,
hoping they may whisper the answers that I seek.
Dalida-chanteuse
Edgar Degas-peintiere
Did they wonder as I wonder?
Jacques Offenbach-compositeur
Pierre Ponson du terrail-romancier
Did they question as I do?
Julius Slowacki-poete
Emile Zola-ecrivain
Did they believe till the end?
Francoise Truffaut-cineaste
Henri Georges Clouzot-cineaste
Do they still believe?
Where has their faith brought them?
How has their faith saved them?
Oh Death. He has always enthralled me.
He invites with a smile, becasue he knows he is the way.
The only way to that state where the truth I seek...
is clear.
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