Come to the seaside at midnight
The sea turned into sound.
Mechanical, monotonous, over and over again
Listen while walking, sit and lie down.
When you are not listening, listen.
The sound of the waves enlarged the sea surface narrowed by the night.
You and I are together every day, and there is almost nothing to say.
But at this time, I found nothing.
The star hanging high above your head says
The red first quarter moon on the right front said.
Until the sound of the waves becomes the background.
Until we were silent, the waves began again.
PS:
I have been trying to cultivate various ritual habits recently, but I found that I didn't make time for the Japanese. Most of the words are pieced together before going to bed, which has no quality, and then affects sleep, which is not worth the candle.
This day is also a very important event. Pay attention and arrange the time. good night