Freedom
The dandelion’s seed flies at the same level as the king’s eyes. Tell me, is there a higher level of freedom?
Birds
As birds weave the sky, I stare at them with jealousy.
Dusk
The sun is setting, a beautiful mix of colors in the sky; it makes me feel safe. The very first star of dusk is small yet so bright; it feels like it’s trying to tell me something.
End of Day
The sun is closing the day. A beautiful red scene is shown in the sky, high above pure white clouds.
City Lights
The city lights, suddenly seem so rough, after a stream of lonely cries.
Blazing Wind
Blazing wind, on a summer morning, a dry feeling in the air.
Kaze (wind)
The bracing wind, bustling through slippery leaves, what a peaceful expression.
Loneliness
Lonely moments, the feeling is darker than the rainy sky; emptiness resides within my heart.
Salar
In a desert of salt, the sense of freedom is in my heart.
Dawn
The gentle warmth of dawn puts my heart at peace.