spring rain melodies
yellow plum in the window
tea ceremony
bird cherry color
the nightingale solo rings
fusion unity
these free-flying moths
my adorable horror
thrill of meeting you
zigzag on a vase
i read the word syzygy
the book fell and crashed
azure serene sea
inside the field of vision
flip-flops in the sand
sweet like ripe cherries
fragrance reflected in glass
traces of a kiss
twinkling lights afar
twenty-four hours on the watch
lonely avenue
lullaby waxwings
mellifluous aquiver
woke up in the wood
flash instant insight
moment of endless present
being and meaning
ineffable silk
in the heart of haijin path
aurora blossom