Simplicity

Knowledge and techniques cultivated over time I have always felt a strong attraction to such things Whenever I sense them fading, I am overcome with impatience and sadness It makes me feel as though a part of my body Is being ripped away To cherish tradition Is to think of someone in the faraway past, someone who shaped me into who I am Day after day In the words we speak, in the food we eat, in the tableware we use, There are many faceless people allowing me to be who I am Within the vast flow, I too am merely a speck The joy and sadness of this knowledge inspire me to create By cherishing tradition, we give birth to a new era Thinking of someone in the faraway future, I am motivated to create something that can only be made at this moment From Japan, brimming with tradition, to the world