View of Mt. Fuji from Mt. Tenjo on a cloudy winter morning
DAY INTO NIGHT
Night into the day.
Day into night.
I’m swept away
As I hold tight.
The night numbs me,
Making me cold.
The days rush by
As I grow old.
I prefer day
When the sun shines.
The night is fey,
Dark through the pines.
Night into day.
Day into night.
Days become gray,
No strength to fight.
Source:onezia
DON’T TOE THE LINE
A road that’s not taken
is a road forsaken.
Do not turn your face
from the hectic race.
Follow the bright lights
to achieve great heights.
Don’t hang your head in fear,
for your time is now here.
Take your place in the curving line
of others who won’t toe the line.
Rev up your engine and soar
with your foot pressed to the floor.
You have only one chance
in life to sing and dance.
Let this be your time
not to toe the line.
The trees of the forest shiver and shake,
their long limbs trembling from the last quake.
Their bodies blaze a glaring white
with tears frozen from their new plight.
The world has become hard and cold.
My trembling body feels old.
Surrounded on four sides by white,
the bright glare blinded my sight.
White is the color of my nightgown
as I stand and shiver with a frown.
A shadow emerges from the trees.
I hope it is not him, pretty please.
My body moves forward against my will.
I grab a thick tree and try to hold still.
I dig my feet into the packed snow,
but I must go where the wind might blow.
Night turns into day,
Day turns into night.
I feel myself sway,
As I hold onto the light.
The night numbs me,
Frighteningly cold.
The days rush by
As I grow old.
I prefer the day
When the sun shines.
The night can be fey,
Dark streaking the pines.
Night turns into day.
Day turns into night.
Days become gray,
I have no more
strength to fight.
I will fight.
Fight the hunters.
Fight to the death.
I will ride proud and free.
Free as the wind.
I will not be ridden.
Man will not tame me.
I was born free.
I will die free.
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