blue butterfly/蝶

On a tourist-crowded train,

Slowly climbing up a mountain.

Cool air wafting in,

Past open windows.

Amidst lush green of bush and trees,

Silver-blue wings flutter,

Reflecting sunlight piercing through saturated leaves.

She dances awhile, flickers a bit,

Then scurries away,

Leaving a memory of

You, me and a blue butterfly…

飛べるかな、と思う。

あの日の蝶のように。

誘いかけるように、

瑠璃色の羽をはためかせて、

林の中に消えていった、あの蝶のように。

気高さを内に秘めて、

それ故に、自由に、

私は、飛べるかな。

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