In the midst of it all, tanka.
White for victory,
yellow is for remembrance,
red is for friendship.
With floating lights we flout the
Emperor of Maladies.
A waxing moon shines
over the old stone bridge as
a brisk wind blows cool.
Still, the lights shine, taunting the
Emperor of Maladies.
yellow is for remembrance,
red is for friendship.
With floating lights we flout the
Emperor of Maladies.
A waxing moon shines
over the old stone bridge as
a brisk wind blows cool.
Still, the lights shine, taunting the
Emperor of Maladies.