Hagakure (Samurai's End)

Poem By alexandre arnau

and now
as i ready myself
to face my death
my enemy stands
ready
and perfect

thoughts
since childhood
in preparation
for this moment
a sword
hanging
above my head
a lullaby

suckled
on mortality
and weaned
to be a vengeful
ghost

cold lightning
drawn
from the storm
on my hip
i ride the wind
onto the field
the name of my master
my only prayer

cherry blossoms
raining down
to wash away
my fear

and though
we both die
today
i find perfection
in my enemy
our mingled blood
making us
brothers

all life
a dream
this end
the only
reality

Comments about Hagakure (Samurai's End)

I just got home after spending 4 hours in aikido class practicing with bokken. To find this here, well, I really feel it.Nicely done.


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