31 Oct. 2011
My dear homeland
over the sea.
I attentively listened to the sound of wind
That made me recall a scene residing within my heart:
People’s life in a dynasty that had been destroyed a long time ago.
Though their home country did not exist any longer.
People came ashore here
To build a new place to live on.
The wind coming from the sea was the same as
That blowing around my homeland.
We would start everything again from here.
A new life.
Sadness and sorrow to live on.
A wind of autumn greatly impressed this on me.
Leaves of trees were changing colors
And soon they would fall down
To give birth to a new life.
As they were living a life in harmony with life in nature
They could live on.
As time passed by, the lively scene of ancient days in their homeland
Seemed to have been lost in their heart.
However voices of souls were calling again
And the glorious memory has revived now:
A great moment of the truth.
People used to have lived a truthful life.
However as their life was disconnected in its middle way
great regret was handed over and over to their descendants.
And the truth has been hidden and distorted so far
Until it became invisible from outside.
Now, after a long lapse of time,
The great moment has finally come.
The souls of people who remained truthful to the truth till the end
Were manifesting something now.
Our history was about to change.
However the truth has been succeeded within people’s internality.
Now we welcome the time of victory.
My voice of soul has reached the souls of people
That had been buried deep under this land.
Japan will surely revive.
The true history will become wide open.
The time of the truth has come and started to move on.