A brilliant, burning sun rises above the new born land, aiming toward a new century, raising the curtain on a new stage of humanity's history. Shedding its lights equally on all things, it seeks the sky's distant midpoint
In this land wrapped in the limitless light of the morning sun, my splendid American friends make their appearance; bearing the world's hopes, with power and vigor the commence their progress anew. To my beloved and treasured friends I say: "Long live America renewed! Long live the SGI-USA reborn!"
Ah! This enchanting city, Los Angeles! Land of freedom and pioneering spirit!
My dear friends, never forget this mission which you so decidedly possess.
My treasured friends, there is no question that your multi-racial nation, America, represents humanity's future.
Your land holds secret stores of unbounded possibility, transforming the energy of different cultures into the unity of construction, the flames of conflict into the light of solidarity, the eroding rivulets of mistrust into a great broad flow of confidence. On what can we ground our efforts to open the horizons of such a renaissance?
It is for just this reason, my precious, treasured friends, that you must develop within yourselves the life-condition of Jiyu- Bodhisattva of the Earth.
As each group seeks their separate roots and origins, society fractures along a thousand fissure lines. When neighbors distance themselves from neighbors, continue your uncompromising quest for you truer roots in the deepest regions of your lives. Seek out the primordial "roots" of humankind. Then you will without fail discover the stately expanse of Jiyu unfolding n the depths of your life. Here is the home, the dwelling place to which humankind traces its original existence - beyond all borders, beyond all differences of gender and race. Here is a world offering true proof of our humanity.
If one reaches back to these fundamental roots, all become friends and comrades. To realize this is to "emerge from the earth."
Walt Whitman, giant of the American Renaissance penned these words: "Come, I will make the continent indissoluble, I will make the most splendid race the sun eve shone upon, I will make divine magnetic land, with the love of comrades, with the life - long love of comrades."
Ah! Los Angeles! The sun rises beyond the Rockies, spreading its light over the wide pacific. Now! In its luminous beams, let friend and friend pull together in perfect unity, rowing into the seas - embarking on a new leg of our journey of Kosen - Rufu!
Grip the rudder, hold firm your course - the Stars and Stripes, the tricolor of the SGI, ripples as a hopeful breeze fills our sails. The ripping waves beat out their message of congratulations upon our ships bow! Our destination - America's distant future, the lights and colors of a century of life, the brilliant glory of human harmony.
Commemorating the 2nd SGI-USA General Meeting - Jan 27, 1993
Daisaku Ikeda, Poet Laurete