マティモト Yumi法国🇫🇷 :
Across the long years, the distant mountains ahead, beyond the long-haired trees, slowly draw closer.
The water by the river flows gently, singing like the strings of a harp calling all living things to grow.
You, moving at a speed like lightning, spin like the wind. The sounds within that spinning call out to the trees, flowers, and grasses, calling all living things to grow and sing within the melody.
You of the distant mountains, your soft, gentle wind, the clear flowing water passes by your side, flowing over your body.
You of the distant mountains, gently calling, calling out to the years gone by, to the memories of the past, once again igniting you on the new road ahead.
You of the distant mountains, me of the distant mountains.
Amid these passing years, in this tenderness that lingers on, I gently lean close beside you.
2026-10-25 20:05:01