Tokyo Peace Concert
Tokyo Peace Concert
Ten thousand flower-souls,
Gathered to blossom in Budokan.
Silent hearts met in one music-cry.
At the end hundreds stayed to file past the great sensei.
Under the burden of their hopes and fears
Old and young bowed before his gaze;
Then soundlessly they shuffled out the gate.
Maybe they longed to leave behind their tears
Like fallen petals,
But how many were ripe?
Am I?
– Pragati Pascale.
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