Collecting All The Rains Of May The

From All These Trees, In The Salads, The Soup, Everywhere, Cherry Blossoms Fall.

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

Sitting Quietly, Doing Nothing, Spring Comes, And The Grass Grows, By Itself.

Ballet In The Air... Twin Butterflies Until, Twice White They Meet, They Mate

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.