(Take my hand)
Thy hand, Belinda, darkness shades me,On thy bosom let me rest,More I would, but Death invades me;Death is now a welcome guest.When I am laid in earth, May my wrongs createNo trouble in thy breast;Remember me, but ah! forget my fate.
The past week at japanese class our sensei Reiko was comenting about the events that gonna be hold at Barcelona for the 'anniversary' of Tsunami disaster. Our school participed in one of those events singing a song. After that she made a comment about 'kizuna' kanji, trying to explain it meaning. Then I recalled something, I heard it before... two years before... And suddenly I remembered I had used it before. Two years ago, I made a drawing of 2 human heads connected by the hair. I searched for the word bond and I met kizuna kanji. It felt kind of bittersweet when I hear that words. I wanted to say 'yeah I know, I know. I used it, and I made it for someone so special for me.' And then I felt a bit like crying and I looked at the floor and left. So after that, and because I couldn't asist to event, I remake my kizuna drawing. Even useless... I hope it...
Maybe I sound silly but I thought, how does it feel when you die? Like, nature growing all over your body. So I drew mushroom girl.
