Summer Grasses — All That Remains Of

Around Existence Twine, (oh, Bridge That Hangs Across The Gorge!) Ropes Of Twisted Vine.

With Every Gust Of Wind, The Butterfly Changes Its Place On The Willow.

Old Pond, Frog Jumps In - Plop.

I Hope To Have Gathered To Repay Your Kindness The Willow Leaves Scattered In The Garden.

Along My Journey / Through This Transitory World, / New Year's Housecleaning.