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神戸

Kobe

港と山が近い街から届く手紙 *これは企画段階のプロジェクトです

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芽
Fog in Cheltenham

A Cheltenham writer — The fog came down over the hills this morning. Everything was quiet, wrapped in ...
葉
Dear Mum

Your child — I wanted to tell you that the garden you planted is still growing. The roses cam...
若芽
The Sound of Rain

A listener — It rained all afternoon. I listened to it from under the porch and thought about...
葉
To a Stranger

匿名の手紙 — You don't know me, and I don't know you. But if you're reading this, I hope toda...
若芽
A Sunday Morning

A Sunday writer — I sat by the window this Sunday morning and wrote to someone I haven't spoken to...

届いた手紙は、この木の上で種になります。
やがて芽が出て、葉が育ち、
誰かの返事が届くと、花が咲きます。
やりとりが重なると、実がなり、
やがて種は宇宙へ旅立ちます。

Letters become seeds on this tree.
They sprout, grow leaves,
and when a reply arrives, flowers bloom.
As conversations deepen, fruit appears,
and eventually, seeds drift into the cosmos.