dedalus Posted January 26, 2011 Share Posted January 26, 2011 (edited) Winter winds invade from the north scouring and blasting the inner walls, rocking the heavy dark posts of the temple gate Last summer under cicada sounds and falling blossoms we sat apart on green tatami mats, sipping fresh new tea from Uji You have gone to Tokiwa in the north to the home of your uncle and I have gone in duty, as I told you far south to Kagoshima Many many leagues separate our dwellings and there are no more blossoms, nor tea from Uji but the moon understands and smiles upon us both Edited January 26, 2011 by dedalus Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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