Delicate line between heaven and earth...
The calm of the ages,all the world's worth.
Such minuscule measure,while we think it so grand...
Just five specks of smallness,This soft quiet land.
So frail and so fleeting,in the end you will see
Simple dreams were Horatio's philosophy.
For all the truth,
all creation,
all secrets of yore
Can be told in an instant,
by then they're no more.
-- Misao Fujimura (Entire poem can be found here)
(Pictures from ffffound)
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