Zetsumai always knew, at first I feared. My beloved teacher, sharp blade, second mother - I can never forget. Now that you are gone, you can live your dreams. My search continues, my path of loneliness. As you left, I ran away. Without your shadow, many would know that I could not. I tried to become a true part of the garden. The machine of nature that shelters my soul - it never allowed.
Not daidaiiro blessing,
orenji curse reality,
many strongly desire.
Very few,
blue sky,
flower beloved,
never corrupted,
body preserved.
She ran quietly,
thinking not speaking,
golden never orange,
story remains undiscovered,
beautiful essence alone.
I could never lead them. A great leader cannot always hide - but I needed to hide. You protected me and deceived everyone. Without you, I had to leave.
Aosoraki June 3rd, 827 A.S.
Divergence / Pondering
Aunt Makiko - I wish I could tell you, I prefer to practice my flying than to study. My passion is to fly. I promised you to continue my studies. A book, one day, to write. Sometimes I disappoint you. You were there to hear my mother say "Ao" as life slipped away. I chose a new mother, a Golden Chrysanthemum. My path takes me away from you. You have respected my decision.
She who watches,
young flower bloom,
she who cares,
protector love teaches.
Powerful second mother,
example offers knowledge,
together legacy forging,
beautiful fighting corruption.
Please, Aunt Makiko, forgive me when I disappoint you. You want only what is best for me. I pray to remember and honor you. My own choices I sometimes doubt.
"It is a cold universe until you know God as your Father, and then it becomes a home. Even the next life simply becomes the Father's house, home."
—David Pawson