Ishigaki Rin / 石垣りん – Ⅲ

Greeting with a Smile 

 

 

I begin to take myself apart.

With the care of boning a cooked fish

for an infant child

 

with the strength of plowing the earth for sowing

in the direction of a cloud, thinning, flowing in the wind

 

with the timeliness of a green apple

welcoming its season for ripening

 

with the love for old tiny forms

unraveling my late mother’s hand-knit sweater

 

With a smile I greet the person

who never tired of telling me what to do

after the moon became full

 

I begin to take myself apart.