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View Upward

  Day 25 ...  Radio 6 is playing groovy songs, instrumental, and then songs. Good afternoon, ☕️⛅✨💙 View Upward  is a poem about  meditation, trying to return to a good state of mind from any distress situation. The imaginary environment lifts her mind to somewhere unreal. View Upward She lies on the grass and closed her eyes. The pain is increasing, Feeling the sunlight from the skies. The warm sunlight calms her heart White in colour, Removing her mind apart From her entire body in pain Like a living thing, To ear her, but in vein. Because she begins to relax, as if The decreasing pain had flown off Absorbed into the earth atmosphere The weight of the eyelids becomes lighter. "Ah, I can feel this day again." A warm and calm afternoon. - Michie Lyne 💙🍃🍃💙🍃🍃💙 上を向いãĻ åŊŧåĨŗã¯č‰ãŽä¸ŠãĢæ¨ĒたわãŖãĻį›Žã‚’閉じた į—›ãŋがåĸ—しãĻきãĻいる、 įŠēからぎæ—ĨåˇŽã—ã‚’æ„Ÿã˜ã‚‹。 暖かいæ—ĨåˇŽã—ãŒåŊŧåĨŗぎåŋƒã‚’čŊãĄį€ã‹ã›ã‚‹ č‰˛ã¯į™Ŋ、 åŊŧåĨŗはåŋƒã‚’切りé›ĸす、 č‹Ļį—›ãĢæē€ãĄãŸå…¨čēĢから ぞるでį”Ÿãį‰ŠãŽã‚ˆã†ãĢ、 åŊŧåĨŗをéŖŸãšã‚‹、でもそれはį„Ąį†。 ãĒぜãĒら、åŊŧåĨŗはãƒĒナック゚し始め 減りつつあるį—›ãŋが吚きéŖ›ã‚“だかぎようãĢ 地įƒãŽå¤§æ°—中ãĢ吸収される そしãĻぞãļたぎ重さかčģŊくãĒる ”ああ、ぞたäģŠæ—Ĩというæ—Ĩを感じることができる。” 暖
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æĄœ - Cherry-blossoms

Day 25 ... it's sunny. Warmth fills the air. Good morning, ☕️📖🌷đŸŒŋđŸĻ🍃 æĄœ is a poem about the ephemerality of double cherry blossoms. Each petal is as thin as paper and becomes translucent when exposed to light. But the flowers steadily open one by one, day by day. 🍃🍃🍃 一枚一枚įšŠį´°ãĒ花ãŗら開くå…Ģé‡æĄœ - ミチãƒŧナイãƒŗ Delicate petals Opening one by one Double cherry-blossoms - Michie Lyne 💮💮💮 Double cherry-blossoms, photo, M Lyne, 2024.

林æĒŽčŠą - Apple blossom

Day 24 ... it is a cloudy day.  Good afternoon, 🍎🌱🤗đŸĒ´đŸŒ¸ 林æĒŽčŠą - Apple blossom   is a poem about a hope,  When the sky is grey and overcast, the little pink flower buds are having hopeful dreams through the glass mirror of morning dew. 🌸🌸🌸 くすんだįŠēãĢ林æĒŽčŠą æœéœ˛äš—ã›ãĻå¤ĸをčĻ‹ã‚‹ - ミチãƒŧナイãƒŗ Apple blossoms in the dull sky Dreaming with morning dew. - Michie Lyne  🌸🌸🌸 Morning dew, photo, M Lyne, 2024.  11 April, 2024.

Hyacinth

Day 23 ... it is a beautiful sunny day.  Good afternoon, 😊🐱🐝🐾đŸŽļđŸŒŧ🌱🍏 Hyacinth is a poem about recovery. Sometimes people get seriously ill or something incredibly bad happens to them. However, with the kind help of others, people manage to overcome difficulties. A good society is a good world. Hyacinth White and gold path Early morning, spring sun The cluster of hyacinth Found lying down Even though, pink florets Blooming like a tiny crown A faint scent calls  Me to lend a hand The pink hyacinth Are you in pain? The cluster of pink florets Gently pull up the gown - Michie Lyne Photo by Michie L. 2024 ãƒ’ãƒ¤ã‚ˇãƒŗã‚š į™Ŋと金ぎ小道 旊朝、æ˜Ĩぎæ—ĨåˇŽã— ãƒ’ãƒ¤ã‚ˇãƒŗ゚ぎæˆŋ 倒れãĻいるぎがčĻ‹ã¤ã‹ã‚‹ それでもピãƒŗã‚¯ãŽå°čŠą 小さãĒįŽ‹å† ãŽã‚ˆã†ãĢå’˛ã„ãĻいる 垎かãĒéĻ™ã‚ŠãŒį§ã‚’å‘ŧãŗ į§ã¯æ‰‹ã‚’č˛¸ã—ãŸ ピãƒŗã‚¯ãŽãƒ’ãƒ¤ã‚ˇãƒŗã‚š č‹Ļしい? ピãƒŗã‚¯å°čŠąãŽæˆŋ ã‚Ŧã‚ĻãƒŗをそãŖとåŧ•ãä¸Šã’ã‚‹ − ミチãƒŧナイãƒŗ

Infusion

Day 22 ... I'm having chamomile tea today...đŸĩ Good morning, 🍞☕đŸ¯đŸŽđŸ…đŸ’ Infusion is a poem about cranberry tea, describing the sensation of hot tea coursing through my entire body, it's like a magic potion that liberates myself. Infusion Let yourself free sometimes, to drip Into the void as if, to slip Into a weightless cruise ship. May the waves envelop me My veins, my arteries, free Me in the fusion sea. No worries, nothing serious As it seems, just delirious But rather, nutritious. Let me be myself, sometimes. - Michie Lyne 🌸🍎🍒🌸🍎🍒 į…Žã˜č–Ŧ 時ãĢはč‡Ē分をč§Ŗ攞しãĻ、 įŠē虚ãĢæģ´ã‚ŠčŊãĄãĻ、ぞるで į„Ąé‡åŠ›ã‚¯ãƒĢãƒŧã‚ē舚ãĢ æģ‘ã‚ŠčŊãĄã‚‹ã‹ãŽã‚ˆã†ãĢ æŗĸがį§ã‚’包ãŋčžŧんでくれぞすようãĢ į§ãŽé™č„ˆ、į§ãŽå‹•č„ˆ æŗ¨å…ĨぎæĩˇãŽä¸­ã§į§ã‚’ č§Ŗ攞しãĻ åŋƒé…ã—ãĒいで、æˇąåˆģãĒことはäŊ•ã‚‚ãĒい ただå¤ĸ中ãĢãĒãŖãĻいるだけ ã‚€ã—ã‚æ „é¤ŠčąŠå¯Œ 時々、ありぎぞぞぎč‡Ē分でいさせãĻ −ミチãƒŧ・ナイãƒŗ Cranberries, pastel, M Lyne, 2024 Process ⌛

Eiffel Tower

Day 21 ... Right now, a collection of poems is open in front of me.📖🔖 I am listening to BBC radio 3.đŸŽĩ Good afternoon, đŸŒŧ🍀🍊đŸĒ The Eiffel Tower is a nostalgic poem and leads to positive thoughts. It may be related to fetishism, though. The simply forgotten object represented something related to her memory. Eiffel Tower From Paris, a little souvenir A pocket-sized miniature Was looking at her from the corner Of the piano, as if being a foreigner Lucky was, the little Eiffel tower He got her attention from her Now, she remembered all How pleasant the days were! With the little lucky Eiffel tower They will pick up where they left off To set off! - Michie Lyne 💖🌸🌷☕ エッフェãƒĢåĄ” パãƒĒã‹ã‚‰ãŽãĄã‚‡ãŖとしたお土į”Ŗ ãƒã‚ąãƒƒãƒˆã‚ĩイã‚ēぎミニチãƒĨã‚ĸ ピã‚ĸノぎ隅からåŊŧåĨŗをįœēめãĻいた ぞるで外å›ŊäēēであるかぎようãĢ 嚸運ãĢも、小さãĒエッフェãƒĢåĄ” åŊŧはåŊŧåĨŗからæŗ¨æ„ã‚’åŧ•ã„た äģŠ、åŊŧåĨŗは全ãĻを思いå‡ēした ãĒんãĻæĨŊしいæ—Ĩ々だãŖたぎだろう! 小さãĒ嚸運ぎエッフェãƒĢåĄ”ã¨ä¸€įˇ’ãĢ åŊŧらは中断した所からぞた始める 新たãĒ旅įĢ‹ãĄ。 ミチãƒŧ・ナイãƒŗ A photo by Michie L, 2024

Tulip

Day 20 ...  The sky is getting brighter  Good morning, ☕🍞🍅🍇 Tulip  is a poem about a tulip in my bouquet.  In multiple colours: purple, white, yellow, and orange. What I really liked were the two-coloured tulips: orange and yellow. I was just looking at them and looking back at myself. Tulip My tulip of my drawing Orange in yellow Mellow afternoon Each petal opens, I feel The subtle touch, I breathe The subtle scent Suddenly, a drop of tear Wells up in my eye, Thought, I breathe Not to let it fall. - Michie Lyne 🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷 チãƒĻãƒŧãƒĒップ į§ãŽæã„たį§ãŽãƒãƒĻãƒŧãƒĒップ éģ„č‰˛ãŽä¸­ãĢã‚ĒãƒŦãƒŗã‚¸č‰˛ įŠã‚„かãĒ午垌 花ãŗらが、一つ一つ開く、 įšŠį´°ãĒ感č§Ļを感じ、 įšŠį´°ãĒéĻ™ã‚Šã‚’吸いčžŧむ įĒį„ļ、一æģ´ãŽæļ™ãŒã“ãŋ上げãĻくる でも、息を吸いčžŧむ čŊとさãĒいようãĢ ミチãƒŧ・ナイãƒŗ My Tulip, pastel on paper, Michie Lyne, 2024.

A Secret Place

  Day 19 ... It's getting warmer, already February.🌸 Good evening, ✨ 🔮đŸŽŧ🎈 A Secret Place  is a poem about unexpected discovery. She finds herself in an abstract space, and she tries to describe her vision of where she is. A Secret Place It's been a little bit of journey to  A secret place where Even she has no clue Inevitably but naturally Realise herself, being there Is it a beautiful place? Not quite, It's more like somewhere in between Two worlds, yes, that's right! A secret place where Even she has no clue Inevitably but naturally She finds being there anew - Michie Lyne 💟💟📖💟💟📖 į§˜å¯†ãŽå ´æ‰€ ãĄã‚‡ãŖとした旅だãŖたけれおも į§˜å¯†ãŽå ´æ‰€ åŊŧåĨŗãĢもäŊ•ãŽæ‰‹ãŒã‹ã‚Šã‚‚ãĒい åŋ…į„ļįš„ãĢ、でもč‡Ēį„ļãĢ そこãĢいるč‡Ē分ãĢ気ãĨく įžŽã—い所?厌全ではãĒいけれお むしろ中間ぎようãĒ所 äēŒã¤ãŽä¸–į•ŒãŽ、そう! į§˜å¯†ãŽå ´æ‰€ åŊŧåĨŗãĢもäŊ•ãŽæ‰‹ãŒã‹ã‚Šã‚‚ãĒい åŋ…į„ļįš„ãĢ、でもč‡Ēį„ļãĢ åŊŧåĨŗはそこãĢいることを攚めãĻ原感する − ミチãƒŧ・ナイãƒŗ A silver blue rose on the sunset rose, with pastel, M Lyne.