写真集No.5　水満つる月の幽姿

音もなく尚も降り注ぐ雨は、私の周囲に広がる菖蒲の園をも水に浸す。
碧の筵の上に並ぶする大輪の花弁も重みを帯びて垂れ下がり、乗せた雫を滴らせる。
決して来ない者を必ず来ると信じ、雨に打たれながら唯ひたすら待ち続けているようなその姿。
私の存在など意識の端にも触れない幽思を窮める佇みを、私は無言で捉えていく･･･。

The iris garden extending around me is soaked by the rain falling on without any sound further.
Large-flowered irises lining up on the green straw mat include weight, hang, and have riding drops dripped.
The apperances of irises as if they believed that they were sure the person would come
though he(or she) never come, they were earnestly waiting being beaten the rain.
I capture it with no words that they stand still thinking very deep as if my existence can't approach to the corners of their consciousness...