Old dark sleepy pool... Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count -- / Festival of the Souls.