Cold lands lay dormant.
 Cold hearts suffer one alone.
 A hawk screams in flight.

 A dark day sadness
 abounds in men’s weary hearts.
 Snow falls on cedars.

 What does it all mean
 asked the rich man to his friend.
 Soft winds flutter leaves.

The river glistens.
A warm winter afternoon.
A goose stands alone.

 Autumn leaves decay
 to capture winter’s snow.
 Buddha walks his path