I Felt Quite At Home,

Orchidbreathing Incense Into Butterfly's Wings

Sabi Is The Color Of Haikai. It Is Different From Tranquility. For Example, If An Old Man Dresses Up In Armor And Helmet And Goes To The Battlefield, Or In Colorful Brocade Kimono, Attending (his Lord) At A Banquet, [sabi] Is Like This Old Figure.

The Journey Itself Is My Home.

The Moon Is Brighter Since The Barn Burned.

Plunge Deep Enough In Order To See Something That Is Hidden And Glimmering.