a dragonfly rests lightly, balanced on a single finger, as if trusting the moment. two pairs of eyes lean closer, holding their breath, afraid that wonder might flutter away. nothing is spoken, yet everything is shared — surprise, gentleness, and quiet joy. “目” is not only sight, but attention, the act of truly noticing what stands before us. the world, reminding us that seeing is also a way of caring. perhaps what we remember most are not grand scenes, but the small moments we chose to look at closely.