I Hope To Have Gathered

Operating Superficially, The Mind Is Random In Its Activity And Stale In Its Insights And Images. However, With Practice And Experience The Mind Is Freed From The Skull, And The Fresh And New Can Appear As Though For The First Time. It

Seek Not The Paths Of The Ancients; Seek That Which The Ancients Sought.

Harvest Moon: Around The Pond I Wander And The Night Is Gone.

April's Air Stirs In Willow-leaves...a Butterfly Floats And Balances

Between Our Two Lives There Is Also The Life Of The Cherry Blossom.