Begrieving snow falls in the dead morning.
Stray dog’s howls and the footsteps of Geta pierce the air.
I walk with the weight of the Milky Way on my shoulders.
But an umbrella that holds onto the darkness is all there is.
I’m a woman who walks at the brink of life and death.
Who’s emptied my tears many moons ago.
All the compassion tears and dreams.

The Flower of Carnage (Shura No Hana)
Meiko Kaji (1973), Lady Snowblood