capturing in prose
Urban city centres always look strange. You may find an aircraft carrier in this city scape. There would be no big difference between a fighter and the bus I take.
都会はいつだって奇妙。もしかしたらここに空母がいるのかもしれない。いつも乗るバスと戦闘機にさして違いはないのだろう。
A Part of Mostly Monochrome Monday
Roses are always blooming in calm, without intrusiveness, even when no one finds it. colours and fragrance are just a small part of it.
バラはいつでも静かに咲く。自己主張するわけでも誰かの目を気にするわけでもない。色や香りですら、ほんの小さな一部でしかない。
A Part of Mostly Monochrome Monday
When the weather is fine, everything looks fine, even if colours are missing.
天気さえ良ければなんであっても美しく見えるというもの。
A Part of Mostly Monochrome Monday
Always autumn makes everything gentle, light filtering through the trees, sound of walking with firm steps, or touch moving inwardly.
秋には何もかもがやさしく感じられる。光も音も記憶も。
A Part of Mostly Monochrome Monday
Walking down through a narrow lane, you are now finding the exit. You are still descending a dark staircase but don’t worry. Don’t stop under a street lamp. It’s just over there.
狭い路地を通り抜けながら、暗い階段の向こうに出口を見つけたら、街灯の明かりに立ち止まることなく前へと進もう。
A Part of Mostly Monochrome Monday
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