.::poems::.
What Is It?It touches my skin and moves through it.
It sinls deep into my flesh.
It sinks through my whole body igniting each fibre.
It adds life to every senesition.
It heightens the ecstasy.
It deepens the sorrows.
It sparks the anger.
It glows the love.
What Is It?
It is the energy of all I come to be contact with and share with the world.
- Deb Webber -
The Katana you see was cast and forged in the heat of Shinto Sun
while the mystical seasons beat and belt each creased layer of steel.
This Katana took shape through a blazing will relased and sharpened to it's razor's edde
and was polished by the bladesmith's sacred pledge.
O katana ,the studied way of the Warrior made so much more of a brandished blade:
Power,aye,but also a quiet peace,
Reflections that ,like stars, will never cease to echo through time.
How good the lessons heard
even now as you lay in your last scallard.
- James S. Hanna -
Lay this Warriors down to rest
Honor him this last request
Over his heart place his crest
Cross his swords upon his chest
See this Warrior is battle dressed
Ask his Lord that he be blessed
Remember his deeds and attest
That this Warrior did his best.
- D.L. Burt –
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