The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.

Seek on high bare trails Sky-reflecting violets... Mountain-top jewels

From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.

Mountain-rose petals Falling, falling, falling now... Waterfall music

Learn how to listen as things speak for themselves.

Along my journey / through this transitory world, / new year's housecleaning.

The basis of art is change in the universe.