Day 65. I've started a brand new chapter over at The Mercy Cat Meadows. This new space was born from a simple belief that every creature weather wild or domestic, deserves a life of dignity and peace. New page: https://mercycatmeadows.blogspot.com/ "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」は、困難な夜の深い闇の中で、温かさと健全な思考を見つけたいという思いから生まれました。 世界が影に沈んでいるように感じる瞬間、ほんの小さな行動が灯台となる。 🌟 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 🌟 最後の糸 それは 影が深まり 暗い青が夜を覆った時 それは 時間00:00が刻まれた時 星々はシートの下に 浮か...
A diary of Michie, a fine artist. This page is filled with my collection of artworks: poems, drawings, photos and thoughts, to depict and interpret human nature, love and friendships. - I have started a brand-new chapter over at The Mercy Cat Meadows. This new space was born from a simple belief that every creature whether wild or domestic, deserves a life of dignity and peace. New page: https://mercycatmeadows.blogspot.com/