Calligraphy of geese
against the sky-
the moon seals it.

In pale moonlight / the wisteria's scent / comes from far away.

The behavior of the pigeon
is beyond reproach,
but the mountain cuckoo?

You must remain. I must depart.
Two autumns falling in the heart.

Here
I'm here-
the snow falling.

But for their cries,
The herons would be lost
Amidst the morning snow.