but he was steady
was too shy to dance
I love to dance
the gates of heaven open
down the cushion
a sitar drones
as pulse gets weaker
and feet can’t keep a beat
does this sadden you
as you recall
the earthly pains
before our final steps
long after you passed
from you in a dream
clear prophetic words
your warm tears
from the sky
rinse away my fears
Tom Nakano, June 16, 1921 – October 23, 1999
My father was a poet, musician, artist, philosopher, counselor but most of all my Dad. He was a brave soldier in WW2 in the 442 combat team. He received ten wartime medals. But was a man of peace.
I will be sharing and posting his poems from time to time.
‘To Myself Unknown’, is one of many of his poems. Here it is..
T o M y s e l f U n k n o w n
Someday I will wander into the regions of my mind,
And meet the self that remains itself,
That mocks the slashing sword of reason.
I will wander among demons, goblins, gods and candy trees,
and lie with naked maidens.
I will twirl the sun and soar among the stars,
And clouds will play about my feet.
I will be all things, and all things will be me.
I will die and my mother and sister will weep
at my death.
But I will be reborn and be sure of love,
and all love will be mine to give and to receive.
Photo of Tom Nakano in Nice France, WW2 era.