For language to have meaning there must be intervals of silence somewhere, to divide word from word and utterance from utterance. He who retires into silence does not necessarily hate language. Perhaps it is love and respect for language which imposes silence upon him.
The waves were high, she guided my path,
I rode of in the ocean, with her help my fears were abated,
the waves calmed down but I kept her insight,
never loosing my gaze as my vessel’s course travelled out of sight,
I loved the north star, I gave her my praise,
never ceasing to laude her, she was my way,
I sang to her convinced her to come to my ground,
She abandoned her glory and earthward she bound,
I loved the north star and longed for her light, but slowly through time … let her slip out of sight,
Started looking for other stars to guide my life,
Taurus taught me to be stuborn and mean,
Aries taught me that only I need to think,
I am my own strength and don’t need your light,
North Star stop bothering me I feel I’m alright…
Your glow is now dim and my box for you small,
I don’t want your help when the waves round me fall,
Then crushing and strong they fall down on me,
Taurus and Aries what did you teach me?’
The north star breaks free, out of my box,
flees to the skies no longer to live with us,
Her strength regained so that I can see,
There again to help guide me, just not beside me.
We finally met,
I was timed and afraid so your friends also mine became,
Then we finally met,
Our love blossomed in the fall and grew strong in the spring,
Then our lives began to fly, a job and kids, but you by my side,
The living kid grew through your sight,
Your dreams gave me sight so that I could see me,
The lazy kid with no dreams our aspirations you made strong, confident, gave me an inner strength,
I got busy, work is hard “JUST LET ME FOCUS, YOU’RE NOT EMOTIONALLY STARVED!”
You still remained.
Dates and time fly bye, “why can’t you help me, can’t you see that I’m tired?!”
You, still, remained.
You slowly went, the strong woman home, lost in the shadow of the monster you helped borne,
You, still, remained.
Then from the lips if one who speaks truth, “I’m glad he doesn’t treat us as badly as you…”
You regained sight.
The hustle and bustle had made you forget your a strong proud women and don’t have to take his shot,
You made yourself strong.
The answers aren’t written, life isn’t that way, but your strength and courage brought us back from people we didn’t know,
Now anew we finally meet, again…
Maison 5.5m x 5.5m|LVPH
The Windig project proposes to create small habitable structures scattered throughout the park. The rental of these turrets will fund the maintenance of the park. Each turret is 5.5m x 5.5m x 9m and is equipped minimally: one shower, one toilet, a small kitchen and a wood stove.viaarchdaily