Sticks Beneath the Trees
As I gather the sticks beneath the trees A gust of wind causes the branches to sway Colder than a midwinter’s storm Finding shelter under the trunks A gust of wind causes the branches to sway I’ve found warmth where I may rest Finding shelter under the trunks Allowing me to finally say goodnight I’ve found warmth where I may rest Colder than a midwinter’s storm Allowing me to finally say goodnight As I gather the sticks beneath the trees
A strike of my shovel reveals a crypt, Through which awaits a new conflict. The grounds below I cannot predict, Even when I’ve become well equipped. Laws down here have left me bound; To these deathly tunes, I am constrict.
When he looks into the mirror, His expression falls unfamiliar; A frown breaks through his charisma, Puzzled evermore by this enigma. Now, whom does he see here, When he looks into the mirror? He cannot find his face so grim, Only what was left behind him. His heart is filled with devotion, And yet each time he sees no one, When he looks into the mirror; Still wishing he could be near her. Once seeing from the tower of an aristocrat, Now fallen into darkness and blind as a bat; Yet the truth could not be clearer, When he looks into the mirror.
Toshihisa Nikaido has worked on popular video game series such as Resident Evil, Pokémon, and The Legend of Zelda. Toshihisa more recently joined Japan’s space exploration agency for a new challenge while using various forms of writing as a creative outlet and has since been published in several literary journals.