The serenity of the atmosphere calls to me,
It pulls me in, the beauty of the simple shrubs.
The tranquility is the main attraction,
The cherry blossoms scatter across the roads,
The simple infrastructure and small buildings.
All these add to its charm.
The natural decoration,
God crafted with precision.
Be quiet! And be mindful,
For in this place,
Rudeness is not a tradition.
But, be graceful and respectful.
Embrace the manners
And learn to act with understanding.
The farms are filled with freshness,
The produce brimming with life.
The hard work and diligence,
Tasted in every meal.
The delicacies are rich,
Yet simple and hearty.
What could be calming more?
Than strolling down a pretty road
With a full stomach of hospitality and care.
This is not just a destination,
But a travel back in time.
A doorway to the past,
An entry to the genesis.
The sound of music,
The noise of culture.
It echoes in this place,
As the festivals draw us together,
And the activities bring us close.
Show us how it came to be,
The stories and the beliefs.
The lovely linen flies,
As the girls twirl in joy and pomp.
Let us not forget,
The beauty that once catered to us.
The farms that once fed us.
The small houses that contained us.
Let us take a moment to remember.
The simple love and joy that fill the crisp air,
The whispers of history that float in the wind,
The untouched structures that cry for attention,
The unappreciated history that fades away,
The nature that dies for the sake of civilization,
The Japanese countryside,
It had been long forgotten.
It wants us to rewind.
It wants us to explore it.
To go on adventures and spiritual journeys.
Remember the resting ones,
That lay beneath the tall grass.
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Daisies
Poetry"There is beauty in simplicity and simplicity in beauty..." . . . #2 in analogy #5 in observations #492 in poetry Disclaimer!: Credits for all pictures used are to the original owners.
