A Weeping Heart
Walking down the street, burdened by a handful of gloomy feelings,
a potted flower stopped my steps.
As I looked at its fuchsia pink petals,
a ray of pink light entered my mood, which had been on a dim rollercoaster.
Hyacinth,
I brought home a potted flower with an even prettier name.
I’m not very good at raising plants,
but is there anything, even if not a plant, that I truly nurture and care for?
I can’t even properly care for my own body, my own mind, my own feelings…
Still, emboldened by this pink energy, I decide to try my best to care for the hyacinth.
While searching for ways to grow hyacinths, I encountered some welcome and reassuring sentences.
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If you place a hyacinth in your room, its fragrance seems to spread subtly.
It especially gives strength to those who do a lot of computer work.
It’s good for people whose hearts are weeping, touched by the fragrance that reaches their nose,
or for those who need a change of mood.
If you spend your day smelling the hyacinth’s fragrance, that day will become joyful and happy.
A person whose heart is weeping.
Lately, why does my heart keep welling up with tears?
It felt like I was standing helplessly in the shadow of depression.
I didn’t even have the energy to look into it, so I had been ignoring and neglecting it,
so I’m grateful and glad for the hyacinth that appeared at just the right time.
With continuous remote work, not going out more and not meeting people,
it felt like depression was gnawing at me every single day.
Morning coffee with the hyacinth by my side,
a good feeling blossoms, simply and easily.
During the day, when I’m deep in work, I placed the hyacinth on the balcony to catch the sun.
My heart brightens a little, feeling like I’ve gained a friend to care for.
Sometimes I wonder if I’m making too much of it, giving so much meaning to just one hyacinth,
but lately, I just don’t know myself well,
and I’m in a state where I don’t know if I truly don’t know, or if I’m pretending not to know, or if I simply don’t want to know.
Relying on the hyacinth,
Please take good care of my heart; I’ll try my best to nurture it.
