melt
3.11原発事故後、僕らがこれまで信じてた日常や価値観が溶けて崩れて行くような気がしました。
人は一度絶望して大事な事に気付き、散らばった希望のかけらを拾い集めることしか前に進めないのかも知れない。
One day,
the evident and the beauty believed in melted down in to a shapeless form like water, taking the ordinary days and even memories with it.
The precious things
I held in my hand started melting away.
And now, I don’t even know what they were anymore.
But I pick each piece up and recollect them all.
