Soft Waves of a Forgotten DawnA Story by alexAlexanderAn imagination of a time we must never forget. Soft waves of a forgotten dawn Finding magic by the sea, some place far off; Just below the Great Wall of Beijing. This adventure. finds one in the shadows of the Samurai between Twelve Swords: Known as the Deviant Blades Shikizaki, Kiki, a brilliant master swordsmith and Soothsayer. Anime piqued our curiosity. During the Sengoku period, 1467-2615 Of the civil war. Brings us to Tsukiji, a famous place in Tokyo Japan is a primary large fish market. The taste for fresh seafood and its shops, restaurants, was a traveler’s sashimi dreamscape. We relished the experience that once thrived. Our desire for more of its surroundings, where we found ourselves headed toward the Kabuki, a classic Japanese theatre, renowned for its elaborate costumes, Movement and dramatic storylines. Expectations were high. Filled with unforgettable emotions. That brings life and art into a world of endless Pink cherry blossom sakura trees, beauty and renewal. Our time afforded us a trip to see the oldest Buddhist temple Sensoji Kannon, the goddess of mercy. Such discipline during the period of civil unrest. Zen Buddhism for meditation, mindfulness, and atmosphere. Let us not forget Kyoto, a rich historical and cultural Japan. The imperial capital for over a thousand years was a must-see. Then, the rain introduced us to the lenticular clouds over Mount Fuji is breathtaking. A rising from this spell, yearning toward life. Style, subtle, sublime; this hidden oasis of a golden Dawn, as one not forgotten, still exists. In between days, moments, connected to its millennium. One must always remember its historical events. The atomic bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. They rebuilt, soft waves of a forgotten dawn.
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Added on August 16, 2025 Last Updated on August 16, 2025 AuthoralexAlexanderMarietta, GAAboutBecause poetry is life. As a poet, it is our gift that allows the very pulse that beats through our Breath. That gives birth to a new creation. more.. |

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