winter blown me dashed
to her, never i believe
but love and loved wild

I am waiting here
near the old pond of Basho
to jump in, make splash

Basho’s frog is waiting
to jump in my old pond, while
in deep sleep I dream

“Great Conjunction” of
two biggest planets, soul and
divine in a line

above azure skies
snow white clouds tramping around
flowers looks brighter

shoppers hurried home
shop fronts are dark, few people
on streets here and there

so big and wider
portal of my darling land
you just can’t move out

sap of life is red

sun began shining in red

the flag is red too