KEIKO KOMA net

17 Feb. 2012

Snow falls in Kyoto

 

Winds invite snowfalls
To dance over Osawaike pond
Before numerous souls of people
who had lived here and endured severe winters
Generation after generation.
Now we are here all together.
However our heart still remains silent till
The marvelous landscape is manifested.
Dancing snow makes us talk to each other
About the footsteps of spring.
A great joy is born in the silence of my heart.

 

Snowfalls have touched my hand to help me write this poem
And left their traces on my note book
As I put their voices into words..
This is the special moment.
I am alive and my life is brilliantly shining.

 

Like flowing water, snow falls and my heart
Are unified, and manifest my mind-scape
On the surface of the pond.
Everywhere is purified and clad in white.
Trees and mountains put on light makeup and join us.
Peace at heart.
We spend for a while a truly joyful time in winter.

 

Every human being seems to know a hard time.
However surrounding mountain tell me that
The other side of mountains
Prepares a marvelously shining spring of the truth.

 

At any time in history,
Human beings have endured a miserable life
As they have been encouraged to live on,
Embracing a hope to see the full bloom of flowers
In spring.
However flowers do not last so long.
Seasons will rotate
And another winter will soon come.

 

After this winter
A completely new human era will come.
Birds are singing with their mates and telling about this.

Light is coming down from a world far above Heaven.
And being mingled with white snowfalls.
They purify my body and heart.

 

The pains I have in my mind are a sign for giving birth to a new world.
In this coming spring
Everything will come into full bloom.

Light-scape and the birth of a poem

 

I heard voices of ancient people’s souls.
Trees and flowers were their companions of life
Connected to life in nature.
They enjoyed singing a song of life.
May every fellow people live on.
They wished nothing more than this
And kept on working day after day.
Mother Earth, trees and even falling snows
Solaced their heart.

Once being born in this world,

Keep on expressing one’s heart and love,
And live though one’s life till the end.

 

Brilliantly shining surface of water.
The sound of water and wind
Have carried and delivered me the voices of souls.

Tear drops of soul

 

Snowfalls are white tear drops of souls.
They have come down from a Heavenly world
To meet with our light on earth,
Moment after moment,
And transform themselves into light of the truth.

 

The true history has been manifested
Here.
Now let’s welcome the moment of resurrection.