I.
LEAVES FALLING IN SPRING
Resting at Moon Lake
A warm breeze rises
Gently blowing the dry leaves That fall from a lake-side tree On this Spring day
                     II.
FOLLOWING THE DOG

Coming out from the old Dao temple I wonder which way to go,
Left or right.
One way is a stone bridge
Crossing the still lake,
The other way is a line of trees Leading up the hill.
A black fuzz-haired dog Passes me by,
Buckled legs and pug snout.
I follow him over the bridge.

                 III.
MOON FAIRY
Moon fairy
Tall and shining white What smile on your lips? What lightness?
Will you rise and glide Across the lake
To the bamboo forest
On the other side?