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The Author, 9000-feet up, on Mt. Fuji, July 1999
I was simply
not over fascinated watching the unveiling and lifting clouds of Mt. Fuji (in the forenoon)
Standing
nine-hundred feet below its dome! (July of, 1999)
But
on the train back to Tokyo, outside my window the ritual of twilight was
descending over Fuji—
I
sat breathless, all that I wanted to say, had to wait… Had I not, I would have spilled the water and
cracked the pot—
Where
in essence, I saved the pot, and spilt the water!
And
for that, seen the likes of one of God’s great towers…!
#4987/1-10-2016
/ Note: The author/poet visited Japan in 1999, and thanks to a good friend,
visited Mt. Fuji (Kikue Nishihara); incidentally,
this is the first poem the poet has written on Japan, which is perhaps long
overdue. Mt. Fuji is 12, 389 feet
