Some time ago I decided I don't much like goodbyes anymore So why don't you stay a little while longer, here in front of the ...
only the road- zen becomes easy to understand
if the morning breeze cannot comfort me what can?
inside the acorn all the knowledge of the forest
let the children play before they are enslaved into today's world
in front of me kilimanjaro, ah kilimanjaro always either one meter or thousands but always in front of me
photo in the blue of the morning I swim to the top of mount fuji and bathe in her flanks
Remember, Yasuko, when you told me about life? When you frothed the bright green tea with a brush, and let it settle, then ha...
silence- an orchestra of pine needles balancing raindrops
sancuary- the cold forest offers warmth
When I was there it was destroyed. A beautiful bridge, and symbol, handcrafted in style, by those wise enough to see it's nec...
perched on the branch of a pine tree the frozen sun The walk through the snowed-in forest takes a mere hour, as does the wa...
rain, a train doors hiss, a kiss goodbye
silent path full of dreams and contemplation rests for winter meditation brings chirping birds
winter slide bare of laughter and screams of children to come