• Sakura petals
    From the cherry blossom trees...
    Fall like shooting stars.

    Tsunamis roar in
    A violent rage, they are
    The deep sea's killers.

    The emerald leaves
    Are flashing diligently...
    The forest is calm.

    The embers lash out
    Trying to engulf the world...
    Be weary of flame.

    The snow covers the
    Land in a white blanket, not
    A thing can be seen

    Here's the riddle!


    I sat upon my
    Wooden throne, in the water
    Rivers are my slaves.