Prayer
It was the middle of the night when powder snow with the Siberian wind was falling down in the extremely cold weather of 60 centigrade below zero. I saw the spirits of dead people flying in the sky toward Japan, our homeland. I was just paralyzed with surprise. There were numerous weather-beaten skulls scattering all over, covered by snow. I sat down and prayed.
End of December, 1945, to March, 1946