29th Mar. 2014

 

A sky in black calligraphy ink

 

Clouds were waving to the wind tracing flows in black ink.
It blows around in transparency, and, refreshing
Mountains with snow covered heads,
Its slope was mingled with white and black of snow and the ground.
Clouds traversed it and drew calligraphy
In the large sky.
A holy brush was audacious and attracted my heart,v And invited me to a world far beyond ours.

I felt that I was now in ancient times or in some remote future.
My heart was carried away.
Then all of a sudden,
I realized the time was now,
And a life living in Divine Ages.

In ancient times
A new dynasty was born in the holy land blessed by heavenly light
Being taught by the message from the Great Mother Earth in Nara.
Now light in black calligraphy ink was provided on mountains,
To give birth to a new country.

The land that generated a god
For building a new country.

A life destined to create a new human history,
Now we are living all together in Divine Ages.