Je T’aime

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There’s been one place in my life that somehow felt like home from the minute my feet touched the ground. That city is Paris, France. Since my first trip there as a teenager, the city has seeped into my veins and into who I am. Its pulse is my pulse. I can’t explain the connection I have with Paris. It doesn’t really make sense, but I keep getting drawn there. And every trip there just solidifies my love.

When I heard what happened on Friday, my heart broke. I mourn every time some senseless killing takes place anywhere in the world, but this one hit close to home for me. So, I wrote.

Je t’aime, Paris.

Bateaux Mouche

The lights dance on the water creating a tapestry of luminescence

Causing the heart to skip a beat.

Standing above everything else, sparkling with a billion diamonds

The glorious beacon watches over the city–

The streets of the city I love run red with the marks of evil

Creating a rift in the beauty of the city of light.

But, among the chaos and darkness she stands as a symbol of good

Telling her people that nothing will permanently dim her lights.

I cry tears of anger, tears of rage, tears of fear.

He looks at me with childlike wonder gleaming in the blue depths

And smiles.

And I remember that true light, true beauty, true good can never be contained.

Nothing can dim the radiance — light will always win.

Love will always win.

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3 thoughts on “Je T’aime

  1. thank you. i had the same response to Paris the first time I went there in 1978. tears immediately stung my eyes when i first stepped foot at the airport in Paris. it has grown and grown each time i go there and each time i read about Paris or see pictures and films of Paris. Je t’aime Paris aussi.

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