Day 66 ....The cat is curled up happily in the warm winter sun. Good afternoon.❄️๐☕️๐ ๐ณ๐ฟ๐ "The Tree of Life" is a poem that celebrates the beauty of wildlife and its reflection in human virtue. It speaks of sustaining and respecting the Earth's natural resources and the interconnectedness of the natural world. 「็ๅฝใฎๆจน」ใฏ้็็็ฉใฎ็พใใ、ใใใไบบ้ใฎ็พๅพณใซๅๆ ใใใฆใใใใจใ็งฐใใฆใใใใจใ ใงใ。ๅฐ็ใฎ่ช็ถ่ณๆบใ็ถญๆๅฐ้ใ、ใใใฆ่ช็ถ็ใฎ็ธไบ้ขไฟใซใคใใฆๆญใฃใฆใใพใ。 ๐๐๐ฟ๐ณ๐พ The Tree of Life A Baobab tree Waits and sees Just before The change of seasons To relish fully To savour fully Humility is what the tree Possesses and needs As inner strength As inner reserves Patience is the leopard Waits and sees Following the wisdom Of the tree To hunt wholly To savour wholly Tenacity is what the leopard Possesses and needs As inner instincts As inner survival - Michie Lyne ๐ณ๐ฟ๐ ็ๅฝใฎๆจ ใใชใใใฎๆจใฏ ๅพ
ใฃใฆใใ ๅญฃ็ฏใฎ็งปใๅคใใใ็ฎใฎๅใซ ๆดป็จใใใใใซ ๆบๅซใใใใใซ ่ฌ่ใใฏใใชใใใฎๆจใ ๆใก、ๅฟ
่ฆใจใใใใฎ ๅ
ใชใๅผทใใจใใฆ ๅ
ใชใ่ใใจใใฆ ๅฟ่ใฏใใงใฆใฎๅ ๅพ
ใฃใฆใใ ใใชใใใฎๆจใฎ็ฅๆตใซๅพใ ...
Day 65 ....The wind passes by... Good evening. ๐๐ ๐ ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ "The Last Strand" was born from a need to find warmth and a healthy focus amidst the deep blue of a difficult night. In moments where the world feels submerged in shadow, the smallest action can become a lighthouse. 「The Last Strand」ใฏ、ๅฐ้ฃใชๅคใฎๆทฑใ้ใฎไธญใง、ๆธฉใใใจๅฅๅ
จใชๆ่ใ่ฆใคใใใใจใใๆใใใ็ใพใใพใใ。 ไธ็ใๅฝฑใซๆฒใใงใใใใใซๆใใ็ฌ้、ใปใใฎๅฐใใช่กๅใ็ฏๅฐใจใชใ。 ๐๐ ๐๐ The Last Strand It was When the shadows deepened And a dark azure covered the night It was The time it ticked At zero hundred hours The stars were floating beneath the sheets It seemed As if they had drowned. It was then, She picked up a match And lit it up One by one, A light was lit On the last strand - Michie Lyne ๐๐ ๐๐ ๆๅพใฎ็ณธ ใใใฏ ๅฝฑใๆทฑใพใ ๆใ้ใๅคใ่ฆใฃใๆ ใใใฏ ๆ้00:00ใๅปใพใใๆ ๆใ
ใฏใทใผใใฎไธใซ ๆตฎใใใงใใ ใพใใง ๆบบใใฆใใพใฃใใใฎใใใซ ใใฎๆ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใใใใๆใซๅใ ็ซใใคใใ ไธใคใใค ๆๅพใฎไธๆฌใซ็ฏใใจใใฃใ - ใใใผใฉใคใณ ๐ซ๐ ๐ฏ๐ The Last Strand, Pastel, Michie Lyne, 2025.