the snail

The snails horns wave.
So far to go.

gust of wind

Gust of wind.
The snow’s silence broken
by the hermit’s wind bells.

Even for…

Even for the train
and it’s lonely conductor,
a rising moon.

star

for M

Staring out a window.
Thoughts of an old love
revived by a waning moon.

in the mist

In the mist
two women bathing.
Hazy moon.

in the rumble

in the rumble
of thunder
falling snow

gust of wind

gust of wind
winter leaves scatter
revealing a buddha