Old Pond, Frog Jumps In

Spring Rain Conveyed Under The Trees In Drops.

A Thicket Of Summer Grass / Is All That Remains / Of The Dreams Of Ancient Warriors.

A Weathered Skeleton In Windy Fields Of Memory, Piercing Like A Knife.

Collecting All The Rains Of May The Swift Mogami River.

Seek On High Bare Trails Sky-reflecting Violets... Mountain-top Jewels