gems

From the very morning
When a fresh year comes again,
New as rough-cut gems,
Most of all I eagerly await
The warbler’s first notes of song.

Priest Sosei

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spring moon

Come, just for today,
Let us lose ourselves in wandering
Deep in spring hills –
If darkness falls, how can we fail to find
A place to sleep beneath those blossoming
boughs?

Priest Sosei