BENNOSUKEA Poem by Rene VelezEvents in the life of Miyamoto Musashi...an undefeated Samurai of legend...
Kensei,
battles yet to wield to bring honor to the name, and to death I do not yield I am the enlightened one blessed is the art of ceremonial teas as I kneel before Lotus blossom fields in it's splendor and zen like chi I was born year of the monkey to the feudal ways I have been given many names by Buddha's praise Niten Dōraku in my birthplace of Banshu Shinmen Takezō, Miyamoto Bennosuke sipping the teas to honor my father and masters of my teachings my blade drawing blood while my enemy is reaching in Buddhist incantations and tones to moans of flesh and discarded bones, thirteen to the year of my warriors trail Dorin Temple would begin my tale Arima, unrefined and frail was destined to fail, his body limp and pale in his final exhale, I was underestimated, in strategy and my will to prevail travels to Kyoto one brother wounded but Two I disarmed, escaping I create the dance of two arms on northern sands, the first stance with swords drawn in both hands I have found my calling I have done battle with "The Demon Of The Western Provinces" tutelage of the Nodachi consciousness as of yesterday the Demon is no more defeated by a Bokken carved out of a wooden oar © 2011 Rene VelezReviews
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