10th Sep. 2014

 

At the pagoda of a dream

 

Dreams are realizing
Now.
Those of ancient times are reviving.

An aroma of wind
And dream
Generates wind of a dream.

I dreamt about monk Eji
Whose soul remained unified with our emperor,
And lived on,
Having returned to his home country
To start living apart.
Their aspiration was one:
The foundation of a country.
Its core’s center was love.

A soul was at the core.
The foundation of a country.
Regardless of an elapse of time,
Their life was one.

A new country shall be built.
A pleasant wind
At heart.

A wind carried a message from a remote land
Telling him of the destruction of his home country.
His soul sat asleep here.
However in the world of souls
They remained unified as one,
And shared a vision of a glorious time
When they would get together,
Following the dream of ancient times.
Unified at soul
They would build the foundation of a new country
Here.
A glorious light has come from afar.
Time for resurrection.