The Dance of the Wind

Travelling by bike through England & Ireland. Following Eurovelo 1, the journay started in Plymouth, crossing Devonshire by Dartmoor and Exmoor national parks. Then, the video shows pictures from Glastonbury Tor, Wells, Cheddar and the big city of Bristol. Coming back to the country side in South Wales, beautiful castles of Caerphilly, Laugharne and Pembroke. The amazing coast line of Pembrokeshire, with its steeped cliffs and sandy beaches. Arriving to Saint David's abbey, centre for pilgrimage, was an intense spiritual experience.
In the second part of the video, England was left behind to get inmersed in the Ireland fields, the mystic Lady's island devoted to Virgin Mary, Tintern Abbey, the amazing Greenway from Waterford to Dungarvan, and finally Cork.
A train drived myself to Dublin where I moved between Wicklow mountains and the coast. Then the small village of Redcross and its lovely music pubs, Gorey, Wexford and Rosslare. So many beautiful places to explore... that I need to go back.
During my cycling, sorrounded by beauty everywhere, the song "The two trees" by Lorena McKennit, based in the poem by William Butler Yeats, came to my mind, and I could not conceive other music for this emotional journey to my inner being.
I hope you enjoy it
Thank you

Les Voyages

 Les Voyages

Ah ! Les voyages
Aux rivages lointains,
Aux reves incertains,
Que c'est beau, les voyages
Qui effacent au loin
Nos larmes et nos chagrins,
Mon dieu !
Ah ! Les voyages.
Comme vous fûtes sages
De nous donner ces images
Car les voyages,
C'est la vie que l'on fait,
Le destin qu'on refait.
Que c'est beau, les voyages
Et le monde nouveau
Qui s'ouvre à nos cerveaux,
Nous fait voir autrement
Et nous chante comment
La vie vaut bien le coup

Malgré tout !
Ah ! Jeunes gens,
Sachez profiter de vos vingt ans.
Le monde est là.
Ne craignez rien.
Il n'est pas méchant.
Il vous guidera.
Ah ! Les voyages
Qui murissent nos coeœurs,
Qui nous ouvrent au bonheur,
Mais que c'est beau, les voyages !
Et lorsque l'on retourne chez soi,
Rien n'est comme autrefois
Car nos yeux ont changé
Et nous sommes étonnés
De voir comme nos soucis
Etaient simples et petits,
Car les voyages
Tournent une page.
Ah ! Les voyages...