The Fact That Saigyo Composed A Poem

Spring Rain Conveyed Under The Trees In Drops.

Plunge Deep Enough In Order To See Something That Is Hidden And Glimmering.

When Your Consciousness Has Become Ripe In True Zazen-pure Like Clear Water, Like A Serene Mountain Lake, Not Moved By Any Wind-then Anything May Serve As A Medium For Realization.

Sadly, I Part From You; Like A Clam Torn From Its Shell, I Go, And Autumn Too.

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