Takeko Battles The Wind

Into the sky a glimmering sword Slicing air in hopes untoward; The honor of ten thousand years Depends upon a single spear. The world her life is rearranging, "These my times they aren't a-changing!"; "I will stop the setting sun "To keep the clan my number one." She holds the hope of an Autumn leaf Not falling from the tree in grief; To freeze a snowflake in the air Safe from earth's melting despair. Are these not glories to behold? To walk in winter un-feeling cold? To touch the sun and yet not burn, Is that not worthy for Man to learn? With her spear she battles bullet But soldiers' triggers cannot pull it; Takeko and her warrior women Shame the modern fighting men. Rushing forward though ready lost Miscalculating the human cost; She rages on defeating foe Only of this will history know. Nakano Takeko superstar Died before she lived too far; Her wisdom buried in sharpened steel She made war on love she'd feel. Is your enemy in a flower? Before your life did you cower? It's easy to say we're born to die But did you ask if that's a lie? Never a sword can change the wind, Never a river that does not bend; She came and left us much too soon Beside her grave I mourn the moon.