
bare toes on wet grass
the scent of rose in autumn
glad to be alive

bare toes on wet grass
the scent of rose in autumn
glad to be alive

the willow blossoms
after unseasonal showers
blessings in new month

the first day of March
when the quince opens its buds
all are possible
swirling gusts scatter
yesterday’s joy under feet
blossom covered path