Come, See The True Flowers Of This

Every Day Is A Journey, And The Journey Itself Is Home.

If I Had The Knack I'd Sing Like Cherry Flakes Falling

Old Pond, Leap-splash - A Frog.

The Haiku That Reveals Seventy To Eighty Percent Of Its Subject Is Good. Those That Reveal Fifty To Sixty Percent, We Never Tire Of.

Come, Butterfly It's Late- We've Miles To Go Together.