Felling A Tree And Gazing At The

Winter Garden, The Moon Thinned To A Thread, Insects Singing.

First Snow-falling-on The Half-finished Bridge.

Not To Think Of Yourself / As Someone Who Did Not Count -- / Festival Of The Souls.

Do Not Seek To Follow In The Footsteps Of The Wise. Seek What They Sought.

Do Not Resemble Me-never Be Like A Musk Melon Cut In Two Identical Halves.