Author 'Boucher Marc dit de Meilh' (Id 101034 ) : Fall. Behind the trees that are irreversibly stripping: a home. I'm not lost, not sad either ... It would seem, indeed, whether a house from a distance behind the branches ... I am saved, I see a roof, I'm happy, I see a house I am filled eyes, I see also the reflections of a pond! ... The light above enlightens, illuminates the whole ... up paths winding through the bushes in my feet I seek the spark for the pick as a clump, like a picture ... the autumn light! Hanmeil.