blossoms drift away
blossoms drift away
carried on the gentle breeze
a gasha dances
blossoms drift away
carried on the gentle breeze
a gasha dances
late start to the day
a challenge to be moving
that thread bare futon
a sea of people
ebb and flow throughout the space
lighthouse and the rock
Emporer Meiji
to walk among his spirit
a moment of peace
awake at sunrise
as the shadows sulk away
megatropolis
a delicate leaf
snuggles deep within a crack
a place to call home
echoes of thunder
whispering into the night
illumination
echo of what was
caught in the noises of night
a ghost wanders by
sweet taste in the air
so delicate on the tongue
the scent of jasmine
the surface ripples
under a bespeckled sky
questing for breakfast