A train from Tokyo leads me here
Rural scenery delights me.
A little red caboose waits at the end of the line for its passengers,
A switchback train weaves its way up the mountain,
Back and forth, it meanders lazily
With purpose.
We disembark onto a steep Cable Car that takes us to new heights,
Then a Gondola takes us to marvel at Fuji-San…
But she shies behind the clouds.
At the port I wait, to board my ship,
My new affectionate friend keeps me company
Neko-San transforms my pants to match his fur.
Ahoy, mateys!
On our lake adventure, we embark
Sailing the flat, calm seas of Ashi
We show our bravery on the ships’ bow
Pirate blood flowing through our minds
While the air freezes and the wind bites,
So we retreat.
Growing colder still, the shrine lies unexplored in the forest above
Higher and higher we climb
Torii gates juxtaposed against the deep dewy emerald.
And while the pilgrims worship,
Oh, what magic,
As snow begins to fall.