• The cherry blossoms,
    petals drift off the branch, as
    if they were spirits.

    Bamboo creaks and grows,
    as tall as giant mountains,
    along many paths.

    I look at the Koi,
    Througout their magical dance,
    through the pond water.

    I sit in the sun,
    and watch from top of the hill,
    it is beutiful.