September 24th

a flower garden –

every colour, every scent –

moods of the season

September 23rd

when heavy are the

paddy fields, spirits rise and

melancholy yields

September 22nd

colourful earth, clear

water, burning is the sun

on this autumn day

September 21st

light fog, still see all,

yet I’ll still tiptoe around

through the grey street out

September 18th

in the afternoon

lazy river flows – in it,

willow leaves fall