Dry creek glimpsed by lightning
Don't weep, insects -- Lovers, stars themselves, Must part.
Giddy grasshopper Take care...do not leap and crush These pearls of dewdrop
Arise from sleep, old cat, And with great yawns and stretchings... Amble out for love
Where there are humans, You'll find flies, And Buddhas.
In spring rain a pretty girl yawning.