Now I see her face,
the old woman, abandoned,
the moon her only companion ~Basho*
*cited: Trans. Sam Hamill, The Sound of Water
life’s passages … 13
color photograph
life’s passages … 12
blossoming mountain–
the little food shop
lost in mist ~issa*
*cited: haikuguy.com
life’s passages … 3
Spring has its hundred colors,
Autumn its moon,
Summer has its cooling breezes,
Winter its snow.
If you allow no idle concerns
to weight on your heart,
Your whole life will be one
Perennial good season.*
*cited: The Golden Age of Zen, p. 286
tuesday morning with yosano akiko
Purple butterflies
Fly at night through my dreams.
Butterflies, tell me,
have you seen in my village
the falling flowers of the wisteria? ~Yosano Akiko*
*cited: K Rexroth and Ikuko Atsumi
wednesday morning with Wang Wei
Empty mountain, no man is seen.
Only heard are echoes of men’s talk.
Reflected light enters the deep wood
And shines again on blue-green moss. ~Wang Wei*
*cited: Rafal Stepien, Jestor Daily Vol.16, No.2 (2014)
wednesday morning with Eugenia Kim
“… I realized it wasn’t the answers I was seeking all those years that mattered as much as the act of seeing itself. It was incredible, this human capacity for learning, for hope, for love, that persisted like the box of light in my cell, the waters that flowed in my dream. It was beyond my understanding. Tears came as I surrendered to this wonderment of being.”*
*cited: Eugenia Kim, The Calligrapher’s Daughter.
a solitary light
delightful, the view
from the gate in the long night…
all four directions ~Issa*
*cited: haikuguy.com
dawning of the day
a bit of orange
“Different flowers usually have separate meanings, but, as of often happens, flower-symbolism is broadly characterized by two essentially different considerations: the flower in its essence, and the flower in its shape. By it very nature it is symbolic of transitoriness, of Spring and of beauty…
“…Orange or yellow-colored flowers represent a reinforcement of the basic sun-symbolism …”*
*cited:Trans: Jack Sage: J. E. Cirlot, A Dictionary of Symbols
Image submitted in response to Cee’s Flower of the Day challenge
purple blossoms
painted lady
skyscape’s dawning
In the summer night
The evening still seems present,
But the dawn is here.
To what region of the clouds
Has the wandering moon come home? ~Kiyohara no Fukayabu
Hammad Rais’ Weekend Sky
a meditative journey 
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