tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61405727355361691802024-02-08T06:35:58.694+01:00AVENT EN VERSVivre le Temps de l'Avent en poésieRenohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03174063006904214972noreply@blogger.comBlogger283125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-26769097922781175472022-12-24T00:00:00.044+01:002022-12-25T09:27:34.408+01:0024. Silent Night -Pentatonix ft. King's Singers (Veillée de Noël)<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="349" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/g6NiUKWYFFI" width="470" youtube-src-id="g6NiUKWYFFI"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Enfin la nuit</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">douce et sainte</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">vibrante</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">puissante</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">L'Amour vient</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">descend de son ciel</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">de son confort</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sa chute dans la crèche</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">ni accident</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">ni coup de comm'</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Une simple évidence</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">La seule évidence</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Le cri d'un enfant</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">résonne mieux que les bombes</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">le rire d'un enfant</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">apaise mieux que les baumes</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">la paille d'une crèche</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">entre les mains de parents</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">devient luxe du Tout-Puissant</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Enfin la nuit</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Il est là</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">L'Amour dort</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et son sommeil</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">n'est pas la mort</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">mais la promesse</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">au cœur de la nuit</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">d'un réveil</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">même de plusieurs</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">de l'affamé de justice<br />l'assoiffé de tendresse</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Enfin la nuit</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Dors</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Dieu nous visite</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">son espérance nous réveille<br /></span></div><br /><p></p>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-63297349854983956412022-12-23T00:00:00.030+01:002022-12-23T07:47:42.171+01:0023. O Come All ye Faithful - King's College<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="332" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/T5rMQ6P12WY" width="452" youtube-src-id="T5rMQ6P12WY"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Chante petit ange</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">déverse ta voix</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">sur le monde endormi</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Chante petit ange</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">empli le ciel</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">d'une mélodie nouvelle</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et familière</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">réveille l'espérance</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">tapie dans les silences</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Chante petit ange</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">délivre moi de l'angoisse</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">par la glorieuse assurance</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">de cette promesse improbable</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">le roi des rois</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">cherche sa place dans mes bras</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><br /><p></p>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-32256984165187154112022-12-22T00:00:00.040+01:002022-12-22T01:06:52.062+01:0022. O Holy Night - Theologischen Seminars St. Chrischon<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="355" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/miRDiNk3nPw" width="482" youtube-src-id="miRDiNk3nPw"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Toute cette attente</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">De Nazareth à nos vies</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">De Béthlehem à l'horizon</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Du meurtre de l'espérance</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">à aujourd'hui</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Toute cette attente</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">pour pétrir la nuit</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">la travailler </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">jusqu'au bout des larmes</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Toute cette attente</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">à son terme</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Car il est là</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Prends ton angoisse en tes mains</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et malaxe </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">malaxe la routine</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et l'accident</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">malaxe </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">cet ennui</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">tenace et souverain</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">malaxe</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">ton envie</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">tes liens</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">ces petites choses</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">en travers de demain</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">À force de pétrir</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">sens le voile s'évanouir</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Encore quelques portes closes</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">avant que l'amour ne s'impose</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><br /><p></p>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-86565632827886912732022-12-21T00:00:00.023+01:002022-12-21T04:37:23.210+01:0021. O Tannenbaum - The Three Tenors<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="361" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/0mGoYySWw_0" width="478" youtube-src-id="0mGoYySWw_0"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Petite aiguille</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">dans une botte de pin</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">la vie coule en toi</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">du printemps à l'hiver</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">du néant à l'univers</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Petite aiguille</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">dans une botte de pin</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">le silence s'accroche à toi</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et illumine tes voisins</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">de paix</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">d'amour et d'apparat</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Petite aiguille</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">dans une botte de pin</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">à peine couronne</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">à peine émeraude</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">pour le Roi des bois</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">pointe de ton mât</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">l'espérance</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">qui ne fane pas</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><br /><p></p>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-19762615254316808782022-12-18T00:00:00.038+01:002022-12-21T00:10:27.591+01:0018. Merry Christmas - Ed Sheeran & Elton John (4ème dimanche de l'avent)<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="336" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Q_yuO8UNGmY" width="481" youtube-src-id="Q_yuO8UNGmY"></iframe></div><br /><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Ta voix et la mienne</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">est la mienne</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">quelque chose de toi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">toujours au coeur</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">toujours tapi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">au creux de moi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Tu tapisses mes souvenirs</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et redresse mes illusions</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">défriche mon horizon</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Pourtant</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">ta voix</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">sonne</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et résonne</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">dans un écho d'absence</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Je te cherche</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">te désire</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Tu m'échappes</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et m'inondes</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">à l'improviste</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Tu es soleil</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">parfois dans la lune</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">parfois dans l'abîme</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Tu es souffle</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">parfois dans mon cou</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">parfois sous le givre</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Je te cherche</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Je t'attends</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Je t'écoute</span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-63060644810303999612022-12-17T00:00:00.031+01:002022-12-21T01:06:46.147+01:0017. In the Bleak Midwinter - Jamie Cullum<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="344" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/_ELQ0ZoUkFM" width="461" youtube-src-id="_ELQ0ZoUkFM"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">À travers l'ennui</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">la fatigue</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et l'ivresse</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">le temps retrousse ses manches</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Ni pour émouvoir</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">ou surprendre</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">simplement pour fendre</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">le présent assoupi</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">le futur étourdi</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et le passé dans l'ennui</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Il égraine ses secondes</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et nourrit la vague</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">la larme de fond</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sable sur la glace</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Plus rien ne dérape</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Enfin l'Avent glisse</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et se vautre dans l'étable</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><p></p>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-20042659041581745402022-12-16T00:00:00.002+01:002022-12-21T00:27:10.046+01:0016. Do you hear what I hear - Home Free<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="372" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/wIQQDYaoWpc" width="471" youtube-src-id="wIQQDYaoWpc"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Reviens</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">ne t'égare pas</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">pas trop</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">ni trop vite</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Résiste à la clameur</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et rejoins la rumeur</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Il vient</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Reviens</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">déambule</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">ou vagabonde</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">mais retourne</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">reprend ton souffle</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Il vient</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Reviens</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">comme la flamme à la nuit</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">l'ourson à l'étoile</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">le bourdon à l'harmonie</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Il vient</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><br /><p></p>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-14675150449112595232022-12-15T00:00:00.004+01:002022-12-15T01:14:43.935+01:0015. Santa Claus is coming to town - Bruce Springsteen<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="378" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/qEdUjihZ8F0" width="481" youtube-src-id="qEdUjihZ8F0"></iframe></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Il fend les âges</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">les murs et les idées</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">plus puissant qu'un regard</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">plus doux qu'une caresse</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">le rire</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">rire du coeur</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">sans moquerie</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">sans détour</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">sans éclat</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">simple sourire</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">trop grand pour demeurer</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">sur les lèvres</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">le rire voyageur</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">du fond de l'âme</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">à la cime des discours</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">le rire sans calculs</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">à peine haché</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">mélodie indiscrète</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">de voyelles et de fête</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-42948394766881561002022-12-14T00:00:00.003+01:002022-12-15T00:29:04.151+01:0014. Away in a manger - Oscar Peterson<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="367" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Ll5MN3tPgKU" width="457" youtube-src-id="Ll5MN3tPgKU"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Ni la paille</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">ni les anges</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">mais le regard ému</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">presque niais</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">d'un boeuf et d'un âne</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Ni l'immense</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">ni l'infime</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">mais le simple cri</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">pour tromper la nuit</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et l'investir de vie</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Ni divine</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">ni humaine</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">mais en lien</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">l'histoire éternelle</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">unique et ancienne</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Dieu dort</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">comme l'humain</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et l'amour veille</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><br /><p></p>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-33383996455888272032022-12-13T00:00:00.037+01:002022-12-14T23:41:01.092+01:0013.Vive le vent - Romain Ughetto<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="342" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/gHwCpWLoIGc" width="481" youtube-src-id="gHwCpWLoIGc"></iframe></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Respire</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">souffle</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">inspire et glisse</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">sur bitume ou gravier</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">laisse le vent porter ta bascule</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">d'avant en arrière</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Ose l'abandon</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">le retournement sublime</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">ce moment rare</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">où dos au sol</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">la tête se perd dans étoiles</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Savoure le tintement</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">le doux et lent</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">son de cloche</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Quelque part plus loin</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">un ange chante sous le verglas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Juste entre ta chute</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et tes pas</span></div>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-77039421844553783782022-12-12T00:00:00.040+01:002022-12-12T00:00:00.192+01:0012. Joy to the World - The Petersens<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="335" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/ASZnRoRihyc" width="479" youtube-src-id="ASZnRoRihyc"></iframe></div><br /><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Comme un ouvre-lettres</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">descendu des cieux</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">la lumière déchire l'enveloppe de ténèbres</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">brise le sceau de l'issue fatale</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">La lettre nue</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Parole au milieu des fous</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">livre chiffre et mystère</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">entre les mains jeunes</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">curieuses</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et tenaces</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">de l'enfant familier</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Au-delà des mots</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">derrière la fenêtre</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">la joie s'encre</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">dans la voix</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">du destinataire heureux</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-86718347887254680982022-12-11T00:00:00.003+01:002022-12-11T14:00:37.506+01:0011. Gaudete - Anúna (troisième dimanche de l'Avent)<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="363" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/rDT-fZTJl3Q" width="480" youtube-src-id="rDT-fZTJl3Q"></iframe></div><br /><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Réjouissez-vous!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">le givre tremble</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">ses glaces fondent</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et abreuvent</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">la joie choisie</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">la joie des anges</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">celle des prophètes</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et des mages</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">celle des vagabonds</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">des meurtris</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et des braves</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">la joie imprenable</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">à peine hors de son sommeil</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">rayonne sa douceur</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">jusqu'au plus endormi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">des coeurs </span></div>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-76206080334542156202022-12-10T00:00:00.001+01:002022-12-10T00:00:00.193+01:0010- Feliz Navidad - Walk Off The Earth<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="355" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/gr2MLUfuWlQ" width="481" youtube-src-id="gr2MLUfuWlQ"></iframe></div><p></p><p><br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">D'un bout à l'autre de la terre<br />Du balbutiement premier<br />Jusqu'au vacarme bordant le silence</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">La joie</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">D'une note à l'autre</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">De la discorde à la résolution</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">La joie</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Du crépuscule à l'aube</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et de l'ennui à l'extase</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">La joie</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Comme un fil tendu</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">entre l'absence et le plus que présent</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">entre le vide et l'unité</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">entre l'abysse et le zénith</span><br /></div>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-55923360806692802232022-12-09T00:00:00.020+01:002022-12-09T15:02:05.259+01:009. White Christmas - Tommy Emmanuel<p><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/gaoujbw-_G8" width="480" youtube-src-id="gaoujbw-_G8"></iframe></span></div><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Tout floconne</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">dans la nuit ou l'émoi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">dans les ventres ou les bois</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">tout floconne</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sans remous et sans peur</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">le manteau blanc</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">enveloppe les errances nocturnes</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et infuse sa douceur</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">par son voile paisible</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Tout floconne</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">tout est blanc</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">même l'ennui</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">se met en sourdine</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Juste quelques minutes</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">jusqu'au bruit d'un moteur</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">sous la lame du labeur</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> <br /></span></div>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-69022665884658424562022-12-08T00:00:00.001+01:002022-12-09T14:21:49.049+01:008. A Christmas Twist - Si Cranstoun<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="355" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/ufaaCqiogUM" width="480" youtube-src-id="ufaaCqiogUM"></iframe></div><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Je cherche et j'échoue<br />à retenir dans mes mains<br />le feu joyeux<br />d'un lendemain heureux</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Chaque grain de ciel<br />file entre mes doigts<br />un sable de miel<br />trop fin pour s'arrêter aux mailles<br />trop innombrable pour se contenir<br />dans l'écrin de ma foi</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Alors je répands<br />cette promesse<br />de flamme et de paix<br />sans en perdre ni la saveur<br />ni la trace</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span><br /></p>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-19493023083320275512022-12-07T00:00:00.065+01:002022-12-07T07:47:57.636+01:007. Christmas 1915<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="336" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/JG3l-OBdcPI" width="478" youtube-src-id="JG3l-OBdcPI"></iframe></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Dans la lueur de l'étoile<br />la paix s'expose et s'installe</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Elle est flamme<br />au coeur du foyer<br />elle nourrit<br />réchauffe<br /><br />Elle est chant d'une bougie<br />quand ravage l'incendie</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Elle est l'infime<br />quand tout semble fini<br />une miette d'éternité<br />pour habiller le silence<br /><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-49543266597357828292022-12-06T00:00:00.001+01:002022-12-06T00:09:44.594+01:006. La légende de Saint Nicolas<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="342" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/94J6SjheH5s" width="481" youtube-src-id="94J6SjheH5s"></iframe></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Certaines divisent<br />d'autres rassemblent<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Certaines élèvent l'innocence<br />d'autres la massacrent</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Certaines sont douces<br />tendres<br />appellent au repos<br />d'autres agressent<br />réduisent à néant<br />socle et présent</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Certaines ne savent qu'offrir<br />déposent perles et or<br />sans attendre de réponse<br />d'autres creusent<br />minent<br />pillent l'existence<br />de son trésor<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Toutes interrogent<br />Toutes sont questions<br />curieuses<br />insolentes<br />ou cruelles<br />Seules quelques unes<br />éveillent au monde<br />une lumière encore jamais<br />entendue</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-19808132345422138172022-12-05T00:00:00.001+01:002022-12-05T16:31:58.761+01:005. God Rest ye Merry Gentlemen<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="336" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/HGVNzgUxE-g" width="483" youtube-src-id="HGVNzgUxE-g"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">D'un pas à l'autre<br />le déséquilibre heureux<br />des premiers pas</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Promenade incertaine<br />d'une volonté sans doute</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Le vaisseau avance<br />chancelle sur les dunes<br />se repose sur le ferme</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">De chute en chute<br />de vertige en vertige<br />de confiance en confiance<br />il s'installe<br />s'accroche à l'étoile<br />et le firmament se dévoile</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Le regard s'élève<br />arraché à la poussière<br />et quelque chose de l'humanité<br />se redresse</span></p>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-58158378974458010872022-12-04T00:00:00.001+01:002022-12-04T21:25:38.477+01:004. Es ist ein Ros entsprungen (2ème dimanche de l'Avent)<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><span style="font-family: verdana;">Un rameau sort du vieux tronc de Jessé, </span></i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><span style="font-family: verdana;">une nouvelle pousse sort de ses racines. </span></i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><span style="font-family: verdana;">Esaïe 11,1-2</span></i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="344" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/OAIro_A1CYw" width="480" youtube-src-id="OAIro_A1CYw"></iframe></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sous le bois mort<br />humide de larmes<br />de fuites et de drames<br />un bourgeon somnole</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Sans urgence</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">ni alarme</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">sa sève frémit</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">bouillonne</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">se charge d'espoir</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et d'esprit</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">dans un doux et profond clapotis</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Passent les nuages<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">la lumière</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">les hommes et les femmes</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Il s'écrase</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">accepte le piétinement</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">de celles et ceux</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">qui ne savent ce qu'ils font</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Son heure est sombre</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">elle garde la frontière</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">entre hier et demain</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">entre l'immense et le rien</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et voici qu'il brille</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">s'éclate</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">se répand</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">le bourgeon devient flamme</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">la flamme un faisceau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">saisi par le ciel</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">son feu est rameau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Nul hiver le retient</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Nulle ténèbres ne l'étreint</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Il s'élève tel un roi</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et ressuscite de son bois</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-47147170588870829402022-12-03T00:00:00.001+01:002022-12-03T07:52:26.193+01:003. Charlie Brown Christmas Medley<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="334" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/Jp8GUyht7IY" width="480" youtube-src-id="Jp8GUyht7IY"></iframe></div><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Tout doucement<br />tout lentement</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">une étincelle s'échappe</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">loin du tumulte des temps<br />loin des rengaines<br />des idées ou des joies</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Elle s'échappe</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">encore humide<br />de la sagesse d'antan</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Elle virevolte<br />tournoie<br />hésite<br />chute et remonte<br />balance hésitante<br />entre le haut et le bas<br />le loin et l'émoi</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Elle cherche<br />un simple bout d'âme<br />un écrin de paix<br />en veille<br />même pas une flamme<br />juste un brin<br />une mèche<br />de quoi mettre le feu aux foudres<br />pour transpercer<br />la course du monde<br />d'un éclair de lumière</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span><br /></p>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-36651749188205933592022-12-02T00:00:00.001+01:002022-12-02T01:35:41.040+01:002. Run Run Rudolph<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="343" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/YiadNVhaGwk" width="480" youtube-src-id="YiadNVhaGwk"></iframe></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">D'abord <br />le vacarme<br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">l'assourdissant concert<br />des voix sans paroles<br />des âmes sans étoiles</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Ensuite<br />la clameur légère<br />lointaine<br />obsédante<br />juste assez d'éclat<br />pour couvrir les rumeurs<br />juste assez d'espoir<br />pour taire lâcheté et peur</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Enfin</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">le frémissement proche</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">la lueur dans la nuit</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">la rébellion joyeuse<br />des coeurs endormis<br /><br /></span></p>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-6866428084251647872022-12-01T00:00:00.000+01:002022-12-01T00:02:23.785+01:001. Veni Veni Emmanuel<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="355" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/iO7ySn-Swwc" width="480" youtube-src-id="iO7ySn-Swwc"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Tout presse</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Aucune lumière ne saurait attendre</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Là</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">un père pleure un souvenir</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">une mère endort ses silences</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et un enfant s'étouffe dans son rêve</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Tout presse</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">au milieu des larmes</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">des lampes et des flammes</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Le temps ne compte plus</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">n'attend plus</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">le passé le blottit</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">le couve</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">jusqu'à demain</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">ou tout juste moins loin</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Il vient</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Pressons nous</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Il vient</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">et son présent</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">nous délivre</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-67051932622372226772021-12-25T00:00:00.012+01:002021-12-25T01:48:06.414+01:0025. Se blottir dans Noël<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sans fardeau ni tristesse</div><div style="text-align: center;">mon espérance bercée </div><div style="text-align: center;">de tendresse se blottit</div><div style="text-align: center;">dans ton manteau de promesse</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">*</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Se blottir dans Noël</div><div style="text-align: center;">Un coeur fragile d'hirondelle</div><div style="text-align: center;">De frêles paupières de dentelles,</div><div style="text-align: center;">À peine un souffle : Emmanuel.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">*</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Si Noël avait des bras,</div><div style="text-align: center;">je pourrais bien m’y blottir,</div><div style="text-align: center;">rêve l’enfant que je suis.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Et si j’osais à l’instant ?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">*</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Est-ce lui qui me tient</div><div style="text-align: center;">ou moi qui le porte ?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Le gazouillement de la foi</div><div style="text-align: center;">aujourd'hui me réconforte</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-17152570912462405462021-12-24T00:00:00.002+01:002021-12-24T15:32:41.320+01:0024. Dénouement<p style="text-align: right;"><span class="verset v165"><a href="https://lire.la-bible.net/verset/Psaumes/119/165/TOB"><span class="reference"></span></a><i><span class="poetique">Grande est la paix de ceux qui aiment ta Loi :<br /></span>
<span class="poetique">pour eux, plus d’obstacle !<br /><br />Psaume 119,165</span></i></span></p><p><span class="verset v165"><span class="poetique"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="verset v165"><span class="poetique">Hors de la nuit<br />des ténèbres<br />de l'ennui</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="verset v165"><span class="poetique">Un cri</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="verset v165"><span class="poetique">Aussi fragile que l'océan<br />Aussi profond que l'instant</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="verset v165"><span class="poetique">Un cri</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="verset v165"><span class="poetique">de larmes et d'alarmes<br />du passé<br />du proche<br />et du lointain</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="verset v165"><span class="poetique">Un cri</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="verset v165"><span class="poetique">Une brèche<br />dans le silence<br />dans la nuit<br />l'innocence</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="verset v165"><span class="poetique">Un cri</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="verset v165"><span class="poetique">Sauvage<br />parmi les codes<br />Docile<br />au creux<br />de l'effort<br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="verset v165"><span class="poetique">Un cri</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="verset v165"><span class="poetique">Nu<br />et pourtant<br />Recouvert<br />d'un espoir<br />Englobant la Loi<br />la Parole<br />et la foi</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="verset v165"><span class="poetique">Un cri</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span class="verset v165"><span class="poetique">Et soudain<br />la Vie</span></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span class="verset v165"><span class="poetique"><br /></span></span></p>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6140572735536169180.post-69258883344704810752021-12-23T00:00:00.003+01:002021-12-25T01:51:03.572+01:0023. Myriam<span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /><br />Myriam, Marie,<br />au sortir de ton ventre, le royaume vient à naître<br />il se nourrit de ton sein, celui qui sera ton maître<br /><br />Quel étrange destin pour toi qui le portes aujourd’hui<br />et qui de sa venue avec les anges te réjouis<br />tu ne sais pas encore mais déjà l’épée attend<br />de te percer le cœur quand au bois l’on pend<br />celui qui maintenant se blottit contre toi !<br />Quelle folie pour toi qui accouches d’un roi !<br /><br />Myriam, Marie<br />souvent je pense à toi<br />au jour en pleine nuit<br />quand naquit l’espérance<br />à la nuit en plein jour<br />quand vainquit la violence<br />tu as conservé la foi<br />au jour du bonheur<br />au jour du malheur<br />Myriam, Marie, ma sœur<br />au chemin de la foi</span><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div>Etienne Guilloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09199416202669133896noreply@blogger.com0