三霊山 (Sanreizan) = Three Holy Mountains.
Sounds of the bizarre melt against the soil below my window. Bubbles boil and rise to the glass, each reflecting what distortion I also saw. Evil they are, in being and mind; forever seeking that one angle to ruin an otherwise pleasant night of rain in a starry sky.
Clear though they become when reality is burst, for the light of a life beyond the downpour illuminates itself, thus creating a sense of self-love and worth far removed from what had once been felt.
Once again, one’s coherent mind morphs to that of a madman, as while amongst the sea of ghosts and relics from times long gone, watching the sky cry it’s own river without a source confirms how 三霊山 can arise from a mere molehill.
. . .Thank you. . .
Cover photo from: By DoctorJoeE – Own work, CC BY-SA 4.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=46646708