Awakened At Midnight By The Sound Of

Sabi Is The Color Of Haikai. It Is Different From Tranquility. For Example, If An Old Man Dresses Up In Armor And Helmet And Goes To The Battlefield, Or In Colorful Brocade Kimono, Attending (his Lord) At A Banquet, [sabi] Is Like This Old Figure.

The Temple Bell Stops But I Still Hear The Sound Coming Out Of The Flowers.

Mountain-rose Petals Falling, Falling, Falling Now... Waterfall Music

Felling A Tree And Gazing At The Cut End - Tonight's Moon

Sitting Quietly, Doing Nothing, Spring Comes, And The Grass Grows, By Itself.