"Go to the pine if you want to learn about pine"
Matsuo Bashō

How long is falling the autumn
leaf
torn of the too long
summer.
And in the high pines
with their bodies defending
the sky against
the earth
the steel edge of the winter
is breaking in two.
Both you
and me
toss both
the time and
the wind
in pines propped up
back to
back.

And the pines recognized us.