A haiku poem I wrote while contemplating life the morning of the Samurai Game:
Spring is in the air
The Sun pierces through the trees
Gecko leaps from rock.
And the day after:
The morning is here
Your life has begun anew
Don’t waste the moment!
Samurai Game
March 10th, 2008 · No Comments · spirit
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