Giddy grasshopper Take care...do not leap and crush These pearls of dewdrop
Face of the spring moon- about twelve years old, I'd say.
Where there are humans, You'll find flies, And Buddhas.
Even in warmest glow how cold my shadow
The world of dew is the world of dew. And yet, and yet--
What a strange thing! to be alive beneath cherry blossoms.