Day 23.
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.
White and gold path
Early morning, spring sun
The cluster of hyacinth
Found lying down
Even though, pink florests
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
白と金の小道
早朝、春の日差し
ヒヤシンスの房
倒れているのが見つかる
それでもピンクの小花
小さな王冠のように咲いている
微かな香りが私を呼び
私は手を貸した
ピンクのヒヤシンス
苦しい?
ピンク小花の房
ガウンをそっと引き上げる
− ミチーライン


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