Wa is the Japanese kanji symbol meaning "Harmony and Peace". There are a few Kanji symbols. In them, Wa is the most typical. There are the kanji idioms which are using Wa, such as HeiWa (peace), ChouWa (harmony) and Wakai (reconciliation). Wa is expressing the peaceful mind and harmonious world. The Kanji symbol of Wa will match anywhere.
I’d forget the living for a moment if I could but imagine myself among the dead and dying.
Forget Setsuko Nosaka and the dead of Kobe, Japan.
Yes! Forget them and remember the living!
For the consecrated dead, for the mounds of unclaimed bone let me forever consider the living!
Remember… Remember… Remember… the multi-colored rainbow of Hiroshima’s breathing humanity.
Remember... Remember... Remember… the hue of laughter among the living of Nagasaki.
Remember... Remember... Remember… the short and steep living rivers turned sacred drains to wash over dead tombs.
Remember… Kyouko Minami and the dead of Okinawa.
Remember… the breathing freshwater fauna and flora.
Remember... Remember... Remember… The Mother…
Remember... Remember... Remember… If I forget what’s happened, forget what I’ve done and can do, then I'm of no use to creation while I live. No use at all! Not even one last gasping iota!
Remember… Remember… Remember… Yes! Again while I live!
Remember… Remember… Remember… Kamo, the river- the living inspiration of haiku poets and painters.
Remember… Remember… Remember… Shinano, the longest river.
Remember… Remember… Remember… the untouched banks of the Go River.
Remember… Remember… Remember… Osaka Bay blistered into ash.
Remember… Remember… Remember… Mount Fuji, Mount Kita, Yari and Ontaké.
Remember… Remember… Remember… Japan’s love, laughter, tears, struggle, life, her children, mothers, fathers, brothers and sisters.
Remember… the Kimona, the Hakama, the Yukata.
Remember… Paper Lanterns, Russet Leaves and Cherry Blossoms.
Remember… Remember... Remember… Emiko Yamanaka and the dead of Nagasaki.
For the consecrated dead let me remember the living.
For the consecrated dead let me remember the living.
For the consecrated dead let me remember the living.
For the consecrated dead let me remember ...the living.
Remember. Remember. Remember the living.
Remember. Remember. Remember the living.
Remember. Remember. Remember the living.
Remember. Remember. Remember the living.
Remember. Remember. Remember the living.
Remember. Remember. Remember the living.
Remember. Remember. Remember the living.
Remember. Remember. Remember the living.
Remember. Remember. Remember…
The National Peace Memorial For the Atomic Bomb Victims In Hiroshima and Nagasaki
I’d forget the living for a moment if I could but imagine myself among the dead and dying.
Forget Setsuko Nosaka and the dead of Kobe, Japan.
Yes! Forget them and remember the living!
For the consecrated dead, for the mounds of unclaimed bone let me forever consider the living!
Remember… Remember… Remember… the multi-colored rainbow of Hiroshima’s breathing humanity.
Remember... Remember... Remember… the hue of laughter among the living of Nagasaki.
Remember... Remember... Remember… the short and steep living rivers turned sacred drains to wash over dead tombs.
Remember… Kyouko Minami and the dead of Okinawa.
Remember… the breathing freshwater fauna and flora.
Remember... Remember... Remember… The Mother…
Remember... Remember... Remember… If I forget what’s happened, forget what I’ve done and can do, then I'm of no use to creation while I live. No use at all! Not even one last gasping iota!
Remember… Remember… Remember… Yes! Again while I live!
Remember… Remember… Remember… Kamo, the river- the living inspiration of haiku poets and painters.
Remember… Remember… Remember… Shinano, the longest river.
Remember… Remember… Remember… the untouched banks of the Go River.
Remember… Remember… Remember… Osaka Bay blistered into ash.
Remember… Remember… Remember… Mount Fuji, Mount Kita, Yari and Ontaké.
Remember… Remember… Remember… Japan’s love, laughter, tears, struggle, life, her children, mothers, fathers, brothers and sisters.
Remember… the Kimona, the Hakama, the Yukata.
Remember… Paper Lanterns, Russet Leaves and Cherry Blossoms.
Remember… Remember... Remember… Emiko Yamanaka and the dead of Nagasaki.
For the consecrated dead let me remember the living.
For the consecrated dead let me remember the living.
For the consecrated dead let me remember the living.
For the consecrated dead let me remember ...the living.
Remember. Remember. Remember the living.
Remember. Remember. Remember the living.
Remember. Remember. Remember the living.
Remember. Remember. Remember the living.
Remember. Remember. Remember the living.
Remember. Remember. Remember the living.
Remember. Remember. Remember the living.
Remember. Remember. Remember the living.
Remember. Remember. Remember…
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The National Peace Memorial For the Atomic Bomb Victims In Hiroshima and Nagasaki