the blossom opens
the blossom closes
slowly

summer morning
smell of rain
smell of tea

over darkening clouds
the full moon
the airplane humming

early morning
smell of rain
at last

early autumn
bitter water
heat over osaka

second day in berlin
the weather bids me
no welcome

sitting by the pond
leaves falling in
golden autumn sun

dog and master
taking a nap -
no blame

autumn rain
the sky dark grey
all day, all week

sun rising
icy green to blue
still bright, the northern star

the monks' chant
breathing slowly
i become the sound

not far
the monastery's bell
time for tea

spring morning sky
thin bands of steam
rising from my tea

pale blue sky
a pale half moon
i'm walking the dog

open sky
buddha smiles
shiva dances

lightning thunder rain
window open
summer morning

elle fonderait
dans ma main -
un peu de neige salie

dans la memoire
de mon corps
la douceur de sa peau