“ Hi! My little hutIs newly-thatched I see...Blue morning-glories ”
What a strange thing!to be alivebeneath cherry blossoms.
~ Kobayashi Issa
Never forget:we walk on hell,gazing at flowers.
In the cherry blossom's shadethere's no such thingas a stranger.
On the Death of his ChildDew Evaporates And all our world is dew...so dear, So fresh, so fleeting
