14th sep. 2013

 

At the Ikaruga village

 

A road of great nostalgia
In ancient times,
It served for building a new nation
With souls of people.
An ancient wind has blown through my way

A path for creating a truly human country.
Accompanied with pleasant wind.,
People kept on walking along.

A familiar light-scape
By the river side.
Encounter with an aroma
Of my most cherished person.

 

 


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