Ce Haïku est le premier épisode d'une trilogie autour de la couleur.
Ici le spectateur est plongé dans la couleur rouge.
Rouge comme la terre, comme un baiser, comme un poisson rouge...
I always feel alone in the world.
But sometimes, I see the illusion of a nostalgic friend. I can't tell if it's a vision or a real thing. It may be a person who once fell in love.
One day, I bravely touched her hand. She grabbed my hand. She was accompanied by substance. A nice person appeared in front of me who was lonely.
I hold hands with her and walk towards the dazzling light.