A melody remembered....

Reading a Friend's blog, I came across a post about a familiar song.
It's called Kurumi.
It brought back images of 4 guys, way past their prime, trying one last time to dream...
In the end, nothing seems changed;
the creases in their brows did not lessen, their small enterprise failed and everyone went home, respectively, facing the same mundane liives as before.
But something did changed
You could detect, in their fading smiles, a shift of mood, an elation, a fulfillment of a sort.
It's a beautiful image to behold.

Anothing thing...
I've decided to add, along with each of my post, a poem. 'cause I figure nothing can brighten up a shabby abode such as this better than a few lines of crafted jewels from masters of old.
Today, we'll start with this:

彷彿兮若輕雲之蔽月 , 飄飄兮若流風之回雪 .
遠而望之, 皎若太陽升朝霞 ; 迫而察之 , 灼若芙蕖出淥波 .

It's a passage from 曹植's 洛神賦. One of these days, I shall write about the sad but beautiful story behind this poem.
"Pangs of unrequited love", for a poet, nothing more inspiring than this.