We salute you
Gentle Rousseau. You can hear us.
Delaunay, his wife, Monsieur Queval and myself.
Let our luggage pass duty free through the gates of heaven.
We will bring you brushes paints and canvas.
That you may spend your sacred leisure in the
light of truth Painting,
as you once did my portrait
Facing the stars.
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