The Way of the Samurai

Inktober52 Prompt

In the land of the rising sun, amidst ancient Japan, Lies the essence of honor, in the code of the samurai clan. Bushido, their guiding light, a path of virtues true, Where strength meets compassion, in all they say and do.

Loyalty (Chūgi) Fiercely loyal, sworn to serve, Their lords and masters, they never swerve. Sacrifice their lives, without a sigh, For loyalty’s bond, they’re ready to die.

Honor (Meiyo) Paramount, their honor stands, A shield against shame, in distant lands. Their word, a sacred pact, unbroken, Even in death, their honor spoken.

Self-Discipline (Jisei) With self-control, they tame the storm, In battle’s heat, their composure worn. No impulsive acts, in their stride, Self-discipline, their constant guide.

Courage (Yūki) Fearless faces, in the eye of death, Stoic and brave, till their last breath. True courage found, in overcoming fear, Samurai’s resolve, always clear.

Benevolence (Jin) To the less fortunate, they extend a hand, Protectors of the weak, across the land. Benevolence their creed, to serve and protect, In their compassion, society reflects.

Respect (Rei) Elders, superiors, with respect they greet, In humility and courtesy, their interactions sweet. Politeness their shield, humility their sword, Respect for all, in one accord.

Integrity (Makoto) Adhering to truth, with unwavering belief, Their actions aligned, beyond relief. Honesty and sincerity, their guiding star, In the realm of integrity, they rise far.

The Inner Meaning of the Katana A single edge, honed sharp and true, Against flesh, the dull edge, in view. Attack and defense, melded as one, In the dance of the katana, battles won.

In the heart of every samurai, ordinary yet bold, Spectacular and shy, their tales untold. Heroes and helpless, in the ebb and flow, In the realm of Bushido, they eternally glow.

Just to complete the Prompt in the same style, I have a small input of the art form I used. Doodle

Doodle Art (Sumi-e)

Amidst the ink and brush, a world unfurls, In doodles intricate, the imagination swirls.

 Sumi-e strokes, with precision and grace,

 Capture the essence of each samurai’s face.

 In doodle art’s whimsy, stories untold,

 Echoes of battles, of valor bold.

 With each stroke, a tale takes flight,

 In the dance of doodles, both day and night.

 Samurai’s spirit, in lines delicately drawn,

In the realm of doodle art, they live on.