Author of quotes: Onoe Saishu

There, in the blue,
pours the radiance of the sun,
but the sadness Shine through
these mountains in green fresh,
what's around silently froze...

In the meadow Kasuga
blooms a single cherry -
and, as the ancient poet,
sometimes late-afternoon broadcasts
on paper the charm of wandering...

I wander on the sand
farther along the edge of the surf -
and the soles of my
and then stick the crumbs
from crushed sea shells...

On the cliff I stand
and see how the surf wave
beat on the stones below,
leaving white foam -
green depths of the sea...