The festival of life reaches its climax,
Each fish scrambles to be first and dive into a circling dance.
Among the stirred bubbles of the Earth's waves and whispering ocean,
A vast amount of life will be born tonight, eventually.
The collective first cries - like a baby's giggling voice –
Drift in the tidal current, quietly resounding toward the ocean.
Fragments of wave pile upon Gaia,
Weaving their history into her - layer by layer.
297 × 420mm
Acrylic on canvas
Traslated by Eric & Associates : Traslation by Eric Iwabuchi, English proof reading by Jacqueline Cormier, Alison Hayward, Sophia McMonagle.