A Wind Through Time and Space

 

 

　　　

 

Ah—

I, who have been both man and woman,

did I come to this unreasonable world,

so heavy with sorrow,

so loud with noise,only to taste its absurdities?　　　

 

　　　　

 

The rulers of a phantom empire,

seeming to reign like demon kings,

look down upon us

with faces shaped by arrogance.

 

Yet, O human—how fortunate you are.

One day,

on a very beautiful day,

a thought quietly arises:

 

“I am tired of this roller coaster.”

 

He—or she—steps off.

And in that instant,

consciousness converges,

returning

to the ancient time.

 

At once,

a wind carrying the scent of seasonal grasses

gently brushes their cheek.

 

They suddenly remember

they have wings.

 

Long ago,

they once flew freely

across the vast sky of the spirit.

 

Softly, they murmur:

“Ah, how quiet it is.

I can see many layers of my own sky at once.”

 

And then,

they will say:

 

“I will fly—

because today

is just the right day

to fly.”

because today

is just the right day

to fly

 

to fly