I rode through the forest
Enchanted by the scenes
My outsides protected by armor
My insides alive
My mind in dreams
The beauty made me cry
For this was truly what
We are supposed to live to see
Not war
Not hunger
Not swords
All of which
Are me
Sakura falling
Like snow
As I ride through
My horse urged forward
I cry as I go
For I will return
To the world in which
I cast
My fate with mankind
Rather than
The world that will
Ever last
