this poem was fun, and continues for as long as
samsara continues, not one two, just one.
thank you sensei. this is real.
the social expression
be careful where to cut.
the eight powers are complete
now sixteen the natural orders of harmony
aikido has no style, in thought, word, and deed.
the inflection to descriptive is collapsed
these climbers have strong grip
can you imagine?
we are the
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homage to hikari sensei
a poem honoring sen sei
he leaves no tracks behind
the path pathed is not the path
unceacing evergrowing meditation
outward manifestation of distributions
seven letters, the next one requires octonion