The Reflections of a Snow Fox (bushi_no_nasake) wrote,
The Reflections of a Snow Fox

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The gentle current
Carries my sorrow beyond
Still islands of moss

Stepping softly through the clear waters of the wetlands, leafy tangles of watercress and uncurling fiddle ferns brushed against my bare legs. Using the unhurried stream as a trail I wondered deeper into the forest marsh, where unseen flowers bloomed each summer in this sanctuary of fireflies. A hidden water realm so pure and peaceful, that there was no need for thought as I moved. Resting on the sloped trunk of a white oak that slanted across the flowing pathway, I quietly laid my black wrapped iaito across my lap. Closing my eyes, I allowed the gentle pull of water to cleanse my heart, until only the relief of truth remained.
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