Warriors of March: Tankas

March- when flowers fallThe worlds I weave like a scrollPainting fallen leavesInto dust of long agoOf warriors trampling our land March- when flowers bloomGlistening like swords in airShouting to the sunGlories of their roots and shadesTriumphs of life, living, death. March- the sun shines coolDancing with the sweat of skiesAnd the howling breezeAs the heroes […]