The Journey Itself Is My Home.

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

Calm And Serene The Sound Of A Cicada Penetrates The Rock.

He Who Creates Three To Five Haiku Poems During A Lifetime Is A Haiku Poet. He Who Attains To Completes Ten Is A Master.

What Is Important Is To Keep Our Mind High In The World Of True Understanding, And Returning To The World Of Our Daily Experience To Seek Therein The Truth Of Beauty. No Matter What We May Be Doing At A Given Moment, We Must Not Forget That Is Has A Bearing Upon Our Everlasting Self Which Is Poetry.

Even In Kyoto/hearing The Cuckoo's Cry/i Long For Kyoto