Photographs taken by Takayuki Toyama

Dawn comes upon our village.
The sun casts its light and the shadows across our mother pond
which reserves the eau-de-vie for our rice and vegetables.
Hey, it's a new beginning!
The faraway mountains
stand up above the pond.
Foggy blue air is
swept away from the surface.
It's our village -- an old, bucolic and cultured village!
The light is bright,
the colors are warm,
the weather is tender,
the breeze is soft,
the people are gentle,
and their minds are filled with peace and pleasure.

In Japan, Gods are
in the details.
Their shrines are scattered
around the village.
Naturally one of them
resides on the pond.
People clasp
their hands silently
in front of the shrines
among the pastral sceneries.
But -- you know -- it's an awfully sad fiction!
Civilization and money made people gaudy and greedy,
or people made them so.
I wish the good old days surrounded by those honest smiles.
Thank you!
   
 
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