Come, See The True Flowers

I Hope To Have Gathered To Repay Your Kindness The Willow Leaves Scattered In The Garden.

Spring Rain Leaking Through The Roof Dripping From The Wasps' Nest.

The Moon Is Brighter Since The Barn Burned.

Clapping My Hands With The Echoes The Summer Moon Begins To Dawn.

Don't Imitate Me / We Are Not Two Halves / Of A Muskmelon.