A single word can hold the universe.

Close your eyes, and quietly sketch it in your heart.
Open your eyes, and gently trace it in your mind.
We draw what we feel with our eyes, and read what we imagine with our whole being.
What can we truly see—and what remains unseen?
As the breeze moves around us, what might make today feel new?
Let’s take one word, and let it open up our story.

Whether you’re in a bustling city or a quiet town,
in a high-rise apartment or deep in the woods,
we each have our own way of weaving stories together.

Mountains, fields, wind, flowers, people…
To go, to come, to stand, to eat, to live…
Each word carries the weight of everything.
It’s like compressing the entire cosmos into a single phrase.
When words connect, they form lines.
Lines become writing.
Writing becomes stories.
Day by day, they gather and grow—
until they become legends,
and eventually, history.

language, story, universe