On Tanabata [A Letter Without an Addressee]

I want to send it.
At the same time as I wished for that so strongly,
my heart desired proof that it had arrived.

Please pour into me the courage to believe in myself.
Please let me drink the strength to forge myself.

I kept screaming from the bottom of my heart,
and eventually, my voice grew hoarse.

The silent scream of my heart
eventually became a small light.

To your heart, looking up at the sky,
light, reach it now.

It was a fragment of words.
A small, twinkling light.
You gently picked it up,
and began to walk toward the sky.

From the river of light flowing in the heavens,
you pour down.
Courage and strength,
you pour into me.

Those words of yours are exactly
what I had been longing for.
The certain proof that it reached you.

--Thank you.
July 7, Reiwa 7.
I will not forget this day.




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