Hakuryuu - as i gaze upon . . .

I can see a dazzling light spilling from the murky clouds. The kind of light that is meaningful only in relation to darkness that surrounds. In this zone where black and white clash, I instantly reached out to it, as though it has shone through my weakness. It's like a medium of communication with the dead, including our dead selves - the way we used to be, which is maybe why I was drawn to its sleekness. Numerous times, I pretended to give up just out of confusion, over and over, in my swinging emotions. Though you say it's painful, still all of us have no choice but to keep walking forward, on and on. But my heart do not know reason and outright rejected your proposition. Even if it means wandering the world in doubt and woes, I'd love to see the future that awaits my soul. Though I know the world by heart, it seems there is nothing I could see but black and white. I was never sure if I had chosen the right path. And now I wonder how I am really feeling inside. A great man once said, "Never stand still when you're lost". I must therefore believe in myself. I know I really can do better than the last. Heading to that forever moving dream, I realized that black is the most colorful thing. For it contains all colors and at the same time excludes them all.

-(Adopted)