Their Kind
In Japan the small is much revered,
transformed within the womb of heart and mind
to grandeur never gained by those who fear
what is unseen, unsaid, what’s left behind.
A leaf, a sheaf, a treasured grief in kind
becomes a shrine the living must repair,
as is the brace of kite upon the wind
in Japan the small is much revered.
When sunk beneath the tide it disappeared
a transitory fate a watery clime.
Arise, arise, on Mother’s crust appear
transformed within the womb of heart and mind.
Birth the beauteous butterfly in time,
unite the scattered children to those dear,
and each sylvan mountainside will align
to grandeur never gained by souls who fear.
Hurl all regret aside and persevere
reform what’s torn, to budding new design.
The ghosts must wait attendance, must forebear
what is unseen, unsaid, what’s left behind.
For each bold challenge met the world cheers
Japan is a nation where ties do bind
and the fate of all will be, well shared
the youngest to the eldest of their kind
In Japan……….
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2011
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