She paints her face to hide her face. Her eyes are deep water. It is not for Geisha to want. It is not for geisha to feel. Geisha is an artist of the floating world. She dances, she sings. She entertains you, whatever you want. The rest is shadows, the rest is secret. ~ memoirs of a Geisha

{ Death }

One Day
Death Will reverse
The Fallen Shall Rise

Graves Will Turn
Bones Will Rise And Reconnect
What Was Dust And Ashes
Will Gather Becoming Flesh

On that day
The Sun Will Rise West
Set East

Death Itself Will Die
The Dead
Will Once Again Speak

One day.....

©Taetso Jojo

As the pain recedes;
       The marks remain,
       fresh on my flesh,
       forever.