A Little Piece of Home

A Moment of Sword Zen

The mountain’s reflex
many arms it may remove
undone by silk thread

silk thread sword dancer
you are pinned by the mountain
your dance is no more

spider leg-ged goat
your horns are fearsome and sharp
undone by machine!

Crystal song of pain
your flute is usless, hand-less
Taki has claimed is

Lion roar your curse!
You spurn your allies with rage!
Shadow dance does slay!

Quick and nimbles eyes
Your friends are just as nimble
but now, all is mist

The one I forgot
I’m sorry for the rudeness
I am a dumb sword…


allyster Ziruas

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