
How did you manage
In such a short time
Two weeks of my time
Give me a life time of yours
Approached with anxiety
Perhaps even trepidation
A nervous excitement
A sort of delirium
With the softest of landings
Then scooped into the Shinkansen
The magnetism began
As the tracks journeyed straight to my heart
With each embraced tradition
Whisking matcha tea
Adorned in geisha gowns
Surrendering into healing Onsens
Stepping bowed headed
Into Shrines and Temples
Ringing bells
Unfolding fortunes
Tasting pickles
Slurping ramen
Drinking plum wine
‘Gochisousama’
Back now in my own land
I savor my mochi
Cook my own ramen
Soak in my bathtub
Feeling a loss
Harboring a longing
Miss feeling your kindness
Your welcome each morning
With awe for all your humility
Your grace, your simple joyfulness
I kneel and surrender
In thankfulness that we met.


