KEIKO KOMA net

27 Jan. 2012

Dream of Mt. Gojo

On the second day of the Legends of Koguryo Rediscovered concert I narrated poems that I had created true to messages I had received from Mother Earth in various countries. When I narrated one of Russia, my heart was greatly moved and tears came up in my eyes as I heard that after the fall of the Koguryo dynasty, my ancestors had taken refuge in Japan and Russia. I felt since childhood that the grievance of separation in its history was residing within my heart. Without being conscious about the reason I used to say with unknown great nostalgia that I needed to find my fellows with whom I was forced to live apart. I recalled that at my concert in Russia I could not narrate this poem without bursting into tears. The emotion I had experienced at that time was revived today and I also shed teas as I narrated another poem about my dream of Mt. Gojo. My heart was very excited as my life seemed to anticipate the arrival of the time to fulfill my dream. Anyway my heart for a homeland was always surprisingly strong. More often than not my heart became extremely moved to shed tears by something related to a land of my ancestors so I acknowledged that this was a driving force for me to endeavor for realizing a global peace. I fully accepted my heart, express it and do my best to realize it in an actual world, now that we sailed away for my dream of Mt. Gojo.