Japanese etheree

A short poem about my trip to Japan.

I’m
Walking
Past the shrine,
To the garden,
I listen to the
Cicada, I smell the
Roses, I drink my tea in
The teahouse, afterwards I
Return to the hotel, I use the
Subway, the people are friendly, the streets
Are clean, I go to a restaurant, the
sushi and sashimi are freshly
Caught, I pass two buddhist and one
Shinto temple, each one both
Beautiful and peaceful,
Back in my room I
Read some manga
Oh gods, how
I love
Japan