I Hope To Have Gathered To Repay

Twilight Whippoorwill... Whistle On, Sweet Deepener Of Dark Loneliness

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

Old Pond, Frog Jumps In - Plop.

The Temple Bell Stops But I Still Hear The Sound Coming Out Of The Flowers.

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