I learned the passage of time when I encounter a spider’s web secretly in an empty house.
I feel that the time and people are connected each other like a whirl.
Time goes by,
I found a cobweb in my mind accidentally.
Secretly and solitary vague thread sways flickeringly.
Light comes through a thin mesh and grows like light’s line stretches out its arms…

When I gaze at a cobweb, I realize that I face myself.
When I remove the armor of my heart and become nakedness, I contemplate myself.
Then I concentrate on myself gradually.

Even if you do not go for search into a mountain,
you will find that the invisible thread is connected among people,
tightened in a city and also stretched between times.

Energy which is always moving and is overflowed,
I would like to have drawn and kept it as a trace.