Keiken (Japanese for Experience)

I am Keiken

And I live by the shore

Mine are the tides and the boats

My voice is the salty uproar


A storyteller, they call me

For the ancient gray of my eyes

Mine is a birth of timeless age

Heaves of breath plummet and rise 


I was once a man of wealth 

Women smiled and cajoled me

The ship had left the harbour 

As their hungry eyes devoured my jewelry 


Then I was a young girl 

My gown sewn of insecurity

I felt myself going away farther

As I stared at others pretty


Time, I felt, was kinder

When I was born a teacher 

Alas, I had almost forgotten

There was always a farewell after an investiture


A billion more lives

I have lived and felt

Richer, higher, prettier, faster

Are coveted lies that burn and melt


My stories are never devoid

Of moral and of reason

My tides ever lap the same

Though the wind sways with the season

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