Io Sol Uno

Mid winters day
I find myself thinking
What am I to do?

The sun shines down
The leverover snow melts under the heat
and I dream of the Sakura

my thoughts I share with only one
she is the owner of my secret heart
she understands

freinds I have few of
Acquatinances I have many
only freinds I enjoy

I have made my beliefs known
they choose not to accept them
so I move on

as time passes by
I dream of days long gone
and the days yet to come

I may not be japanese
but I follow bushido
it is my code

people think of me as different
perhaps I truly am
are they jelious?

time moves back and I stop
never looking back again
holding the memories that I want to keep
and burning th rest

I once read from a book

"The great road without gates
a thousand paths to choose
yet if you pass this buy
you shall forever tread the road to hell....
alone"

A thought passed be in the dark once
it's light my only escape
a kami of the future stopped me

time moves foreward to the present
where hopes and dreams are fufilled
to a times when another yin yang
has made itself whole

now I sit here
withst for the time to move
to let me be with them

Do you remember the death poem of Basho?

"Sick on a Journey
my dreams wander
the withered feilds"