When a technical nerd meets an artistic fan,
When a medical monk encounters plant addiction,
Who are you obsessed with in Rashomon?
Beside the bridge, life and death are blurred, and my heart turns to gray.
Sweet smiles and cries, beads hanging from the curtain, lingering in reincarnation.
After walking this journey, I recognized you among the vast mountains and rivers.
I know you are special, every flower and tree, every leaf and stamen.