A poem I would like to share
A poem I wrote today maybe some of you would like to read it.:)
Rain falling
Fire burning
Mild Warmth fills the room
Taste of hot tea
Finest of wood shavings
Floating gently to the ground
Smell of freshly planed gum
The joy of razor Sharp hand tools
Gliding across the timber
Hand tools become
An extension of ones
Mind, body, heart and soul
The birth of a wooden sword
Years of knowledge
Year of skills
The pursuit for perfection
Heart, soul the human sprit
Carved into the timber
Rain is now clearing
Golden light melts
Darkened clouds
The wooden sword
Is alot like the martial mans journey
A beginning
A end
A life time of skill
A life time of hardship
Upon completion
Before the setting sun
500 cuts are made
Balance and feeling
Are tested
In a floating world
Of madness and suffering
I have found peace
My beginning
A true birth
Before I leave this earth
As nothing more than dust in the wind
My mark will be made
Watching a setting sun
Water dripping from trees
I breathe in calming
The world before me
Journey of pain and suffering
Journey of strength and joy
My place in this world
Has been found