I shut the door from condolences and keep the night between us Intimate air is what I long to share with you at your last stop to paradise You are all washed and cleaned I slip on your favourite kimono the one embroidered with superb starlings and stain my lips in cherry red It is so peaceful and quiet I hear every crackle of the fire and the candle cries all my tears to give you light My last love note to you is written in Shuji on royal blue Ryoshi and is sealed with a cherry kiss My love I send you ahead of me on your way to our sweet home This transient place this moment we share tonight will be surrendered to God in the morning My name will be erased from your heart and yours will be hung with the blue silk tie around my neck
Writer’s notes: This piece of writing is inspired by a ghost story I read in a Japanese literature, source unknown.
This is so sad. Felt the love and pain.
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Yes it was very sad and morbid. I guess the story was set in older days, a woman barely survived financially after her husband passed. Widows were considered to be outcast. So for her, taking her own life was the only option.
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Love this! So much inspiration to be had from different cultural traditions.
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Yes, culture can be strange and intriguing at the same time.
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Agreed. It’s always interesting! So many ways to view things.
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