boxes rest on tatami mats,
half-open,
holding yesterday
and tomorrow at once.

a cup of tea warms the hands,
soft laughter fills the room,
and a new rhythm
quietly finds its place.

outside, petals drift,
unaware that inside,
a life is gently
being rearranged.

“始” speaks of beginnings —
not sudden or loud,
but careful,
and deeply human.

watercolor captures
the tenderness of first steps,
where uncertainty and hope
sit side by side.

perhaps every beginning
is simply this —
opening a box,
and choosing to stay.