ひとひらの雪は手にのると、水になって消えてしまう。はかないけれどその美しさは格別です。 ささやかに燃え尽きるようないのちの灯火、そんな大切なお茶の時間を過ごしていきたいと思っています。
The snow on the palm disappears immediately after becoming water.Although it is ephemeral, its beauty is amazing. I hope to spend hours of such precious Chanoyu, as a light of life as burned out in modest way.
