Winter solitude –

In a world of one colour

The sound of the wind

Many solemn nights

Blond moon, we stand and marvel

Sleeping our noons away

This autumn –

Why am I growing old

Bird disappearing among clouds

Every day is a journey

And the journey

Itself is home

All Heaven and Earth

Flowered white obliterate

Snow – unceasing snow

Come see the true

flowers of this

pained world

Summer grasses

All that remains

Of soldiers' dreams

How I long to see

Among dawn flowers

The face of God

Spring passes

And the birds cry out – tears

In the eyes of fishes

The old pond

A frog jumps in –

The sound of the water

I am that one person

Who eats his breakfast

Gazing at morning nothing

Ballet in the air

Twin butterflies until, twice white

They Meet, they mate

Mountain-rose petals

Falling, falling, falling now…

Waterfall music

Harvest moon:

around the pond I wander