Centaur's emotions :
He finds back the joy of the meadow,
that its childhood has left in the deep of its memory.
Without blinders, it observes the past.
What formerly seemed irrelevant
now affects its deep sensitivity.
The calligrapher has made his way as a man
and as an artist.
The opening of yesterday now enables
a serene look on the origins.
He does not adhere to the entirety of the past,
he considers it rather as it was.
Thus, he understands this and
he gets the means for a future.