Looking up the sky or just feeling the air, we can tell the difference.
Sweet and lively... Spring has come.
These 3 weeks I was visiting Japan.
I had been busy meeting up with my friends and family.
Being away from them could be tough in a way.
I often feel I had left behind.
There is often fear to catch up with people I know.
However I'm always so happy to get to know them again.
And it's very sweet of them to treat me as if there was no distance between us.
I'm just a dot on the white paper.
Sometime a line or a crossing is coming up on the paper but they disappear.
Time exists impartially for each of us.
I lose things and I gain things.
People can change without a sign.
Things can just happen.
Unconsciously I'd believed tomorrow will be there until last year.
But now I'm not sure tomorrow is waiting for me or not.
I think 2011 taught us a lot in Japan.
Unlike the other country, I felt Japan has the momentary beauty.
The vermilion color of Torii is as bright as belief.
Sakura pink was gentle and elastic like a life.
How far I go, I'll always be a Japanese and it never changes.
There are white and black, but in between them there is also gray.
So I can stay as myself.
I was moved by these pictures.
Since 2011, March 11th we had cried, thought and smiled a lot.
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