To Jean Passerat


Like a bee my friend I want to be

And reach the red flower, be free

To fly next to the yellow meadow

For more honey there to borrow

Because I have a clear vision

To store it as my provision;

I feel the same when painting

With hundred colours interchanging

then chose hundred more for another

Image that I feel I have to father;

And each time I'm full of inspiration

For nature's wonderful creation

translation Stefan Bogdnov