空 · the daily sky
Look up.
Breathe.
A quiet record of the sky as it
turns from one hour into the next.
dawn · 05—08
朝焼けの色
ひとひら雲を染めて
空が目覚める
first light spreads thin—
a single cloud catches fire
and the sky wakes up
morning · 08—11
透きとおる青
鳥のひと声とどく
朝の高さに
a clear blue rises—
one bird call carries upward
into morning’s height
noon · 11—14
真昼の空に
影は足もとに眠り
風は無音なり
noon: an empty bowl—
shadows curl beneath our feet
and the wind stays mute
afternoon · 14—17
斜めの光が
壁に金箔を貼って
時間がゆるむ
slanting light arrives—
gold leaf upon the white walls
slowing the hours
dusk · 17—20
夕焼けが燃え
海の縁を朱に染め
ひと日が沈む
the sunset burns slow—
vermilion along the sea
one day sinks below
night · 20—05
星の沈黙が
深い藍をふかくして
夜は呼吸す
the silence of stars
deepens an already deep blue
the night, breathing in
— ma —
There is nothing else here.
Only sky, and the slow turning
of one hour into the next.
空 sora.day