Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps' nest.
From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
An autumn night - don’t think your life didn’t matter.
Mountain-rose petals Falling, falling, falling now... Waterfall music
Traveler's heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.