Friends part foreverwild geese lost in cloud.

Operating superficially, the mind is random in its activity and stale in its insights and images. However, with practice and experience the mind is freed from the skull, and the fresh and new can appear as though for the first time. It.

Orchidbreathing incense into butterfly’s wings.

Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.

How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.

At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.

On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.

Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.

There came a day when the clouds drifting along with the wind aroused a wanderlust in me, and I set off on a journey to roam along the seashores.

Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.