Le Grand Cormoran

You stretch
Your two long protruding arms
Like a flag
Scarf in the blizzard

White flag
Raised high in the sky
Standing out
With its too pure airs

You are the great Cormorant
The one who never lands
These bursting horizons
You are the mooring we undo

It's time
To the rhythm of the tides
To let yourself
Be carried by the wind
Troubling currents
Out of sync your boat slaps
A sharp tempo
On the troughs of the waves

You are the great Cormorant
The one who never lands
These bursting horizons
You are the mooring we undo

We wait
So hard to slip, slip, slip
Willfully sinking
Without the abyss
And the swell
That lifts your heart
Far from your cheeks rolls, rolls
Pushes away the fear

You are the great Cormorant
The one who never lands
These bursting horizons
You are the mooring we undo

You stare
At those strange seagulls
Distantly docking
On new shores
You struggle, struggle hard
To remain brave when you don't know
What dawn looks like

After the turn
After the turn