A word of scenery. Prose. Tanka. Short story.🏠 Biwako
There are many things when living on this planet.
But we live on the star of hope.
This star is beautiful. There are many beautiful places, scenery, things.
On the contrary, it can be ugly. Coexist.
The truth is that each is “individuality” and there is no superiority or inferiority to them.
But I can’t quite think of that. Because it’s difficult.
But there is certainly hope for this star.
The year has begun to move.
A dignified morning.
However, my body and mood are lazy.
360 days left until the next New Year’s Eve (2021.12.31). There are quite a few.
初仕事
凛とした朝
気は重く
The rising sun slowly rises from the darkness, and the sky is gradually becoming blue past the whitening.
Time for new things to start.
The sun never turns back and keeps rising.
When you want to do something, “start doing”. Once you start doing it, it will go up without permission.
Even if you put yourself in nothing, the sun will rise.
初空の
朝日は昇る
空青む
2021 Happy new year
Now practice, now trial period …
No, it’s a trial period.
It’s a lifetime trial period, and I’m currently achieving my goal.
I’m practicing now, so what I’ve been doing for a long time is actually life itself.
The purpose of living is the process of trying various things and taking on challenges. The goal beyond that is not the goal to live.
With that in mind, it’s always a trial period, so you can do various things comfortably.
I feel now.
It got cold this morning.
It’s cold and can’t be helped.
… The sunrise is as beautiful as ever.
The world is beautiful now and in the past.
Whatever the daily life of a person.