An imagined realm within an ordinary room,
Envisioned to be cut off from all of the outside world,
As long as the doors and windows are closed,
In such regard, no word is to be spoken,
No emotions ever to be felt for the sake of that dream,
No, such impure things are to stay out,
In order to protect the heart, in order to protect ones mind,
So one may relax, in this void,
Where even the liveliest flower
Shall burn.

~ Umi

Lurking in the haze,
As wind blows over lovely flowers,
Friction, a crackling noise from afar comes closer,
Until with brilliance, a lightning hits a nearby field,
As the scorched Earth burns away all that was beautiful that day,
Until only the ashes and dying embers are a memory of us,
As long as this love lasts, with patience all will be reborn,
If only we don't give in to the fear of being hurt again.
So, won't you wait with me ?

~Umi

Empty the mind and listen to your fear,
Seeking, waiting for the target to be near,
Take aim, let go of your worries,
Let them drift away to a far place,
So then you may move on with grace,
Until the wind is against you,
And you enter the storm of defeat.

~ Umi

Floating toward an endless sky,
Thinning but never really vanishing,
Fumes the remains of a once great fire,
Ever so soaring.

~ Umi

As the moon chases away the sun,
There in the loitering dark a flower blooms in silence,
As the skilled roots dig deep into her surrounding soil,
And the strengh of the trunk shows of its might,
The wisdom of its leafs reveal the beauty of life,
Until all knowledge is blown away again,
When winter creeps forth.

~Umi

As the leaves fall,
So too will life,
Until spring returns them,
And another cycle blooms forth.

~ Umi

On the ashes of love hate may rise,
Cold, unforgiving and empty, such demise,
Yet its comfort and power are undeniyable,
Eating one's very heart away,
It will rage on, until not even ashes remain,
And only regret blooms forth,
Within a betrayed desolate soul.

~ Umi