5-7-5 Version
Falling rain is glimpsed,
Against the backdrop of green.
The long dry spell ends.
Flow Version
Falling rain becomes visible,
Against the background of green boughs.
A long drought has ended.
5-7-5 Version
Falling rain is glimpsed,
Against the backdrop of green.
The long dry spell ends.
Flow Version
Falling rain becomes visible,
Against the background of green boughs.
A long drought has ended.
Is there any smell,
Worse than the stench coming from,
This stuff between my toes?
These chickens,
Laying as if dead,
In this heat.
In a flurry of bright colors,
Carried in by the afternoon breeze,
My visitor.
Pale Sky,
Sliver of Moon,
Dark Trees.
This strange emptiness,
No sudden sound brings enlightenment,
I wander within an enso.
Piece by piece,
The distant Mountain,
Fading into Sky.
A fly,
Landing moistly,
On my cheek.
ALTERNATIVE
A moist fly,
Landing stealthily,
On my cheek.
This cooling breeze,
Glimpse of Sun behind Clouds,
Soothes my Spirit.
Why does it,
Get more beautiful,
When I suffer?
These goats do not,
Jump or climb their fences,
But remain trapped inside.