Night of the Samurai

As all the flowers bow

The sun has left for now

For the fields glow in tones

A beauty the moon disowns

A brush of light and shade

Silent as my samurai blade

Still and a peaceful sensation

Hiding a deep condemnation

As I slice the wind in pieces

This pain gradually ceases

There might be no tomorrow

As my thought dips in sorrow

Blood will drench the petals

With the clashing of metals

Cycle of destruction will turn

The souls of innocence burn

But as the leaves open to pray

Only a sword will remain to stay

To remind us the things we miss

If we surrender serenity and bliss

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