Between Our Two Lives There Is Also

A Thicket Of Summer Grass / Is All That Remains / Of The Dreams Of Ancient Warriors.

There Came A Day When The Clouds Drifting Along With The Wind Aroused A Wanderlust In Me, And I Set Off On A Journey To Roam Along The Seashores

Collecting All The Rains Of May The Swift Mogami River.

At The Ancient Pond The Frog Plunges Into The Sound Of Water

Traveler's Heart. Never Settled Long In One Place. Like A Portable Fire.