Regret that dropping sun’s dusk; Love this cold stream’s clearness. Western beams follow flowing water; Stir a ripple in wandering person’s mind. Idly sing, gazing at cloudy moon; Song done—sound of tall pines ~ Li Po (Translated: Arthur Waley, The Poet Li Po The Project Gutenberg

Pale green night and flowers all melting into one
in the soft haze–
Everywhere the moon, glimmering in the Spring night ~The Sarashina Diary (cited: Court Ladies of Old Japan)

Wait on, never forsake your hope,
For when the plum-tree is in flower
Even the unpromised, the unexpected, will come to you. ~The Sarashina Diary (cited: Court Ladies of Old Japan)

morning-glories
softly floating…
in the teacup ~Issa (cited: haikuguy.com)

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Absolutely beautiful images – really interesting and striking composition. Loved the second poem – truly spoke to me.
Thank you Tina. The third poem spoke to me of patience which seems to be very much needed during these confusing times. Be safe.
Beautiful combination and loved the soft irises.
Thank you Leya…they are beautiful flowers.
They are
Soft and so very beautiful. Love how you choose different colors. 🙂
Thank you for your gentle and soft validation. 🙂
Beautiful. Exquisite poetry too.
Thanks John…please be safe
Lovely close up shots and those words are powerful.