#miyazaki
Dust spirits dance in empty houses,
Parents fall ill,
Families move,
Childhood lasts until words which soothed
no longer do,
Imagination introduces us to friends,
in unexpected places,
in necessary situations,
Remember: not all who ail shall pass away,
But sometimes sacrifice is made,
New friends seem scary,
But never be afraid
to give up the umbrella that you carry
for a leaf is scant protection from the rain,
In dreams giant trees grow from seeds
watered by joy,
Believe that they persist,
For when comes the day to pack your toys,
and move away,
When youthful years have passed to adult grey,
The distinction between memory and dream ceases to exist,
Dissolving into mist,
Through which you can still make out their silhouettes:
You, Totoro and the cat bus.
Sep 24, 2020
Sep 24, 2020 at 7:52 PM UTC
What would Miyazaki do?
he'd make a monster film, or two
he'd create a myth, in anime
where man and monsters, then, would play
treated as equals, maybe, even friends
he'd wrap a legend, upon the screen
he'd tell a story, with heroes bold
where souls afire, and hearts of gold
What would Miyazaki do?
he'd make a monster film, or two
he'd spin a yarn, in animation
a greater story, with great foundation
and everyone, in harmony
living life, bizarre, yet free
What would Miyazaki do?
he'd make a monster film, or two
he'd tell a tale, in manga style
where we'd pause, and think awhile
Everyone, everywhere, to overcome
no matter who, or where, you're from
emotions, spirit, ever coming through
that's what Miyazaki'd do
Aug 30, 2017
Aug 30, 2017 at 7:44 AM UTC