Ronin 2
Far now from harm and my own evils
I look to the blowing bamboo for absolution
Banging knocking striking each other
here and there without recourse or resolution
infinite battles with wind and rain
and peace
in times of suns warmth friends again
quiet neighbors
a moments respite before the ignorance of man
ignites a fire
which reduces us all to ash
and I walk once again from hope to horror
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