The wind wrapped round his cloak pulling
but he would not go.
The swords in his sheath felt heavy
but he would not slow.
His homeland far to the east called his heart
but he wold not answer.
The arrow in his chest that stole his breath away
lay cold and hard as stone.
His horse his only guide now,
took him onward farther.
No direction given the samurai
wandered to and fro.
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