Full Moon
The full moon is stuck in the seemingly fake rain
unchanging
trusting
Even now time flows softly
The rustling trees informed us it was evening
Always the floating sadness is held in time
By the opened window
looking up at the sky and thinking and holding it up to heaven
I was searching... for the pure heart of the light
Sweet like you
A sleepy dream?
I, who looked down, am softly illuminated
Blown in the kind wind
Looking at the endless waving sea
The echoing thought does not come true
If we meet, i wonder if this darkness will clear up
Continuing to sing the desire for the far land
The time you passed me, you moved by faintly...
The light shining inside stretches past you
A sleepy dream?
I, who looked down, am softly illuminated
Blown in the kind wind
Dazzling/blinding...
Is this a dream?

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