Bushido

 
A warrior’s way goes back to ancient days
Like the bond of ten thousand spirits breathed
Because somewhere between serenity and rage
Lies the balance of a blade unsheathed
 
The Taiko resonates sharply with every strike
In percussion breaks that take the mold
Like war drums filled with finesse and strength
In explosive rudiments meant to orient the soul
 
It is the code of conduct, a Samurai’s way of life
Like ghostly whispers and echoes without words
An equilibrium in Zen when inked and penned
As if it transcends death in the breath of swords
 
 
#NaPoWriMo2020
95 words
71 unique