Spring flowers
put us at ease.
Summer star showers
delight our eves.

The full Fall moon
illuminates the night.
And Winter nearly swoons
to bathe the world in white.

The cyclical seasons
mark the passing of ages,
and inspire the reasons
of spirited sages.

Delighting as they raise up
children with whom to share their cup.

 

This poem was inspired by the following quote from Samurai X:  Trust and Betrayal

“Spring brings cherry blossoms to comfort us.
The summers stars, the harvest moon in fall, and the powdered snow in winter…
These things, and the promise of them, are what make sake taste so good.
One day you will understand this,
and then I shall pour sake for the both of us.”

Just ’cause I’m not broken
doesn’t mean I’m not breaking;
my smile is a token
of all that I am faking.

I hold my tears back
to muffle the pain,
but inside they attack
like an April rain.

I speak of it to none,
for the past has taught me true
that when you trust someone
they can and will hurt you.

And so I laugh and play and please,
desperate to hide this dread disease.