IKIMASHO!

Honshirabe

ImageRain patters against the window, a room filled with damp tatami. A typhoon may be coming, but now all is at peace. My candle flame is unwavering. A traditional Japanese flute is being played by someone down the street, the sound being carried by the wind at intervals, sometimes loud, sometimes silent. Outside the screen door I hear rustling in my overgrown garden. A large toad is smiling in the rain, having a walk, enjoying the night. Insects dance playfully around an outside lamp, attracted by the light. I am grateful for this moment.

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