Dry creek glimpsed by lightning
Arise from sleep, old cat, And with great yawns and stretchings... Amble out for love
O snail Climb Mount Fuji But slowly, slowly!
Summer night-- even the stars are whispering to each other.
In the city fields Contemplating cherry-trees... Strangers are like friends
Don't kill!... The fly is asking you To save his life By rubbing his hands together