キズキ（気付き）

Some say love it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger
And endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
And you its only seed
It's the heart, afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It's the dream, afraid of waking
That never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul, afraid of dying
That never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snows
Lies the seed that with the sun's love
In the spring becomes the rose

                                                 ーThe Rose　by Bette Midler 

 14歳のわたしは、いつか大人になるのかもしれない。

それは、貴方の言う「愛する人を喪う哀しみ」を伴うくらい、悲壮な世界なのかもしれない。でもそこに、わたしなりの希望を見出すとすれば、女性にしか出来ない、バラの花の種を育てることで、お返ししたい。そう思える人に、今は出会う準備期間と考えて、わたしは生きていきたいと思う。

witten by コユキ