So many flowers!
Yet one white snow-drop outshines
The rainbow bouquet.
* * *
From prickly stems grow
Cherished blooms. Valueless is
A rose without thorns.
* * *
Star, to which we look
For light in the darkness--Your
Burden will be shared.
* * *
"The Samurai's Wife"
I wait for news, now.
As leaves expect winter's cold,
I stand a vigil.
I fear that I shall not fall
As peacefully as those leaves.