|| an apology for surrender ||

For the bird to give up

its fluttering

is tantamount to

the sun giving up its heat

or for the wind to

stop blowing

for the lips of the river to defer

its thirst

is tantamount to

solitude

effectively dissolving into quietude

or for silence to

reside into a secluded corner

thereafter

yes ... thereafter

everything is saved up

that must bring her recognition

in the temple

she readily returns,

as a show of respect,

everything to god

for an intense peace of mind

great

is the silence

like that of the written words

eyes

are open

like a book

the pencil

fixed between the fingers of the hand

shakily

writes down the lines

and the crimpy words

that soul, however

not knowing how to present its own

story

wants to explain to others

to understand that

ambition is ambition

but

god is god.

(Painting : Masashi Harada)