Spring Moist spring moon - raise a finger and it drips. Early spring - stream flows toward my door Great moon woven in plum scent, all mine. Frog and I, eyeball to eyeball.
Reed warblers sing the great river still.
My empty face, betrayed by lightening. Summer Back gate opens itself - how long the day. Heat waves - his smile still before me. Summer shower - naked horse naked rider. Step by step up summer mountain - suddenly the sea.