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A Lantern

Day 47.

๐ŸŒŒ๐ŸŒŒ๐ŸŒŒ

"A Lantern" is a poem about fantasy. Escaping reality? A land of fantasy rich in mysticism, living far away in harmony with natural phenomena.

「็ฏ็ฑ 」ใฏ็ฉบๆƒณใซใคใ„ใฆใฎ่ฉฉใงใ™。็พๅฎŸ้€ƒ้ฟ?้ ใ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅ›ฝ、่‡ช็„ถ็พ่ฑกใจ่ชฟๅ’Œใ—ใฆๆšฎใ‚‰ใ™、็ฅž็ง˜ๆ€งใซๅฏŒใ‚“ใ ๅนปๆƒณใฎๅ›ฝ。

๐ŸŒŒ๐ŸŒŒ๐ŸŒŒ

A Lantern

A snowy land
A lantern casts a glow
On the lake of icy blow

The aurora borealis appear
In the chilly royal blue air
Up above high sphere

- Michie Lyne

็ฏ็ฑ 

้›ชๆทฑใ„ๅœŸๅœฐ
็ฏ็ฑ ใŒๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆ”พใค
ๆฐทๅนใใฎๆน–ใฎไธŠใง

ใ‚ชใƒผใƒญใƒฉใŒ็พใ‚Œใ‚‹
ๅ†ทใŸใ„้’ใ„็ฉบๆฐ—ใฎไธญใซ
้ซ˜ใฟใฎ้ซ˜ๅฑคใซ

- ใƒŸใƒใƒผใƒฉใ‚คใƒณ

❄️❄️❄️

 A Lantern Pastel, Michie Lyne, 2024.







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