Monday, April 1, 2013

Blending With the Wind

Blending with the wind, 
Snow falls;
Blending with the snow, 
The wind blows.
By the hearth
I stretch out my legs, 
Idling my time away
Confined in this hut.
Counting the days,
I find that February, too,
Has come and gone
Like a dream. 

Taigu Ryokan