Shikata ga nai
In an old bus, patience thinned by
midnight
As bitterness drifted long, feeling bleak
Wiping hours with restless air in
dark light
Not a robin cooed through skyline's
mystique
Finding unrest from a breeze in dull
shade
Where time slept with eyes open, a pale
flow,
A peasant beside me smiled like
glittered jade
Changing my face with some kind of
halo.
His ruffled hair touched my skin.
without words
And I felt silence soothing my
complaint;
Reaching out to offer him bread I
stored;
He said, "life's a pit if that's how it's named."
That moment pierced my gall, a quitter I
was--
Buoyed; epiphany changed my
senseless flaws.
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