Kokoro(Spirit)

The wind blows throw the grass
A whistle slightly screeches the calm air
A cry for souls
The meadow cry outs
“Save us”
We can’t listen
We can’t hear
The spirits are still crying
Wind and earth are bellowing a wrath of frustration
We need to listen
Water and Fire and marching forward
The war has started
The kokoro of nature are crying and we can’t here
The battle will end,
A tear hits the grass and the blows away
Life once reborn