The wind is brown. I wonder where the wind comes from and where will the wind go.

I took deep breath. I do nothing special. I just stare the sight without thinking. That was good. That was right.

This wind／this world／by my body／by 5 senses ／I can feel ／Ah／I am alive／how amazing that I am alive

“Ah, let’s forget everything and go back, Ah, let’s wash everything away and go back. Let’s go back with the refreshing wind, Let’s go back with the gently falling rain.”

The soul, shines in golden light.
Right here, this moment.