Disclaimer: I do not own Samurai 7 or any characters affiliated therewith.
I made this poem while listening to "My Immortal" by Evanescence. I just felt so much pain and sadness when I was listening that I tried to transfer those feelings into this poem. (Ok, ok, so what if I actually wept when I wrote this?) This is in Kirara's point of view, and I don't know or care if some of the stuff I say is untrue. If I had been Kirara this is probably what I would have thought about the Seven. (So yes, some of what I say reflects the author's opinion(s).
Prayer.
My heart and soul ache at the loss.
Wind.
Soft caress from their souls.
Tears.
The way they remain in life.
Regret.
For not telling them sooner.
Mourning.
My sister in front of her lover's grave.
Touch.
Seven souls group together around me.
Whisper.
Their voices sing to me now.
Wish.
I wanted them to live.
Memory.
They shall never be forgotten.
Water.
I shall never be again.
Earth.
Where their bodies forever rest.
Light.
How they will forever watch over us.
Honor.
What they all received.
Love.
What I have given them forever for risking their own lives for ours.
Kambei, hope.
Kikuchiyo, humor.
Gorobei, entertainment.
Katsushiro, youth.
Shichiroji, peace.
Heihachi, smiles.
Kyuzo, strength.
As I lament,
I sit on this cliff
With four of you.
Words cannot truly tell
What it is you have done here.
Only this I can offer you.
Thank you.