Kagura's Tanka

Freedom, to be free

Free like the wind, free to fly

As the wind flows 'round

Like the waves in the ocean

Whispering to me sweetly

To be free, like wind

The colours of the wind, grey

Shifting colours form

A portrait, it creates, for me

For all, so that they may see

Whistling through the trees

My comrade, arrives

A modus operandi

To start this operation

When defences are weak. ATTACK!