Blades
Grasp your sword
Feeling the power surge from the blade
Wondering where the strength and power comes from..
It is the power withing yourself
For your blade is only an extension
As the sun and moon
Reflect off of the steadfast moving sword
The beauty captivate you in your heart and soul.
Encounter is the beauty of a Warrior
The beauty of nothingness
Breathe in your essence, for your essence is you....
*Genesis*, man, 35 jaar
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