I sometimes wish to be independent of colors.
Colors die out with light.
I took a black and white photograph of trees in the rain.
Flowers were going down because of the rain.
Leaves depend on a single color.
Flowers are certainly colorful and beautiful.
But the figures are thin.
Leaves are stronger than flowers.
Leaves live longer than flowers.
Leaves are brighter than flowers.
Now I appreciate the photograph of trees.
I still get drips from the leaves in my eye.
It’s raining inside the photograph forever.