But the past, like a shadow, still clings to my breath,
A ghost in the silence, a dream beyond death.
Oh, to drift like the mist in the cold morning light,
To forget, to forget… and dissolve in the night.
you whispered my name before i was born,
you gave me a vessel,
you gave me a home.
you braided my spirit,
you knitted my mind,
you shaped me into who i have become.
o ancient womb of stone, soil and water,
i love you forever, our dear Great Mother.
皇大神社 Kotai Shrine