Ancient Ways & New Paths

Grey light seeping between tall buildings,

Green tea and jetlag’s taste -

The voices of crows declare dawn.

After the rain,

River boats passing by –

Bashō’s gaze.

Holding a moment of silence

Beside the rushing river

All senses saturated –
Autumn stained water.

From across the lake

The temple bell –

Clear sky above!

The dragon’s roar

Kegon Falls –

Even bird song is stilled.