A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
April's air stirs in Willow-leaves...a butterfly Floats and balances
Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
the universe and its beings are a complementarity of empty infinity, intimate interrelationships, and total uniqueness of each and every being.
Old dark sleepy pool... Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!