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In the Martial Arts world people look to and admire each other,
The world of fighting arts where all compete as brother to brother,
Through testing and besting, losing, improving all done under one cover,
They're all martial arts for sisters and brothers but Aikido is the Mother.
From the Aikido did the rest form,
From Aikido were those babies born,
From Aikido all martial arts sprang,
And sibling rivalries' where competition all began.
So recently O'Sensei realized and he brought back the way,
He brought back the Mother for the children had all gone astray,
Many came home from where they were and like naughty kids began to play,
But met with patience for Mother knew, in time, they'd understand one day.
Meanwhile some still resist and try to make it what it's not,
Some try to understand and those who do learn quite a lot,
Beyond the trips and traps of physical thinking, like one great plot,
Designed to capture you, to lose yourself and be what you're not.
Lies Aikido, the realm of free spirit and soul and heart,
Invincible yet not of controlling, opposing or stop and start,
Unholding, unlabelled, unclosed, an open gracious art,
From which the universe began, oneness, all parts yet one part.
So feel the stillness from center, let no uneasiness enter or distract you,
Then from the center line view through calmness, you'll find what to do,
And from your hara embrace from now and feel love pouring through,
The breath of life enters yet expands through the universe too.
And Koshi opens to the void while soul awakens born of humility,
Instability, servility, inability vanish now there's just tranquility,
So heart and soul grows, Ki flows, the blue stillness heals and all goes,
Spirit smiles at all the egos who want to know what Aikido itself knows.
But like a Mother it just comforts it's offspring,
Provides itself as a home to return to when they're suffering,
"I'm always here" she says, and puts the children to bed,
Confident that one day they will hear what she has said.