Poem: La Marche

By Jean-Pierre Maradan

A Plum Village favorite-published here in case you want to keep the healing, refreshing seeds of this song alive and well where you are.

Quand la cloche a sonne dans le matin,
nous partons marcher.
Prenant bien soin de chaque pas,
sentant la terre a chaque fois–
nous marchons lentement.

Quand la cloche a sonne dans Ie matin,
nous partons marcher.

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By Jean-Pierre Maradan

A Plum Village favorite-published here in case you want to keep the healing, refreshing seeds of this song alive and well where you are.

Quand la cloche a sonne dans le matin,
nous partons marcher.
Prenant bien soin de chaque pas,
sentant la terre a chaque fois--
nous marchons lentement.

Quand la cloche a sonne dans Ie matin,
nous partons marcher.
Suivant notre respiration,
nous pouvons dire tout doucement--
une fleur s'ouvre a chaque pas.

Quand la cloche a sonne dans Ie matin,
nous partons marcher.
Au doux soleil du printemps,
ou quand Ie vent est deja froid--
heureux de chaqu' instant
nous marchons.

Quand la cloche a sonne dans Ie matin,
nous partons marcher.
Au plein coeur de l'ete,
ou sur la neige deja tombee--
dans Ie matin nous partons marcher.

Jean-Pierre Maradan is a flute instructor and a member of the Order of Interbeing who lives in Fribourg, Switzerland.

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