Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old - / These fields and mountains!

the universe and its beings are a complementarity of empty infinity, intimate interrelationships, and total uniqueness of each and every being.

Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps' nest.

There came a day when the clouds drifting along with the wind aroused a wanderlust in me, and I set off on a journey to roam along the seashores

Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.

Twilight whippoorwill... Whistle on, sweet deepener Of dark loneliness

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