High Summer
The sound of cicadas
echoes through the earth
on a day of high summer.
In the dazzling light,
a hat sways.
The shadow of a sunflower.
Summer has come.
Kaleidoscope Ring
For generations, fireworks have blossomed like fleeting summer flowers against the night sky — beautiful yet ephemeral.
The prayers kindled in our hearts dissolve softly into the evening breeze, fluttering gently — for peace, for remembrance, and for the lives once lived, these are the hopes and solemn wishes that fireworks carry.
The sound of cicadas
echoes through the earth
on a day of high summer.
In the dazzling light,
a hat sways.
The shadow of a sunflower.
Summer has come.

























