Year's End, All Corners Of This Floating

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

If I Had The Knack I'd Sing Like Cherry Flakes Falling

At The Ancient Pond The Frog Plunges Into The Sound Of Water

Between Our Two Lives There Is Also The Life Of The Cherry Blossom.

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.