Mountain Hydrangea is in the Buildings

 

A close-up of blue lacecap hydrangeas freshly sprinkled with raindrops. The flower heads display a ring of soft blue and violet petals surrounding clusters of tiny central florets. The surrounding green leaves are glossy and wet from rain.

Two mountain hydrangea blossoms, trembling in the rain a few days ago.
A small corner of a garden, nestled in silence between two tall buildings in the heart of the city.
That place is a small stage for passersby.
They bloomed in an unfitting place, but what does it matter?
A mountain hydrangea is simply a mountain hydrangea.
Just because it’s the city doesn’t mean a mountain hydrangea becomes a rose.
They were cooling their weary bodies and souls in the hot breeze from an air conditioner unit.

"Do I belong here?"

Suddenly, a question toward myself rose up.

A few days later, two mountain hydrangeas swayed in the midsummer heat.
Those two hearts, now dried of moisture, looked weary in the sauna-like heat.
That place is the shelter of those pitiful plants.
It’s a place that doesn’t suit them, but what can be done?
Life is simply life.
Just because it's not the place they wanted doesn't mean they can move by their own will.
They were waiting once more for the day the rain would come.

"Should I leave this place?"

Suddenly, a familiar change of heart came to mind.


A close-up of light blue lacecap hydrangeas in bloom, surrounded by lush green leaves. The delicate outer petals form a ring around the dense cluster of tiny central florets. Some petals show a faint pinkish hue, adding subtle color variation.




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