snow floats effortless
as feathers fall gradually—
swept under a tree
Sunk into his seat, eyes rested—yet keenly present, he pondered his position amongst Fukurō-gumi and his ever-waning health. The responsibilities he would not be able to uphold for the many under him; the responsibilities for his family, his children; the responsibilities to his nation he’d have to lay to rest.To him the passing of time held weight, that what he was doing was important.
