Decay with imprecision

Disturbing the dust on a bowl of rose leaves

The trilling wire in the blood

Garlic and sapphires in the mud

To be conscious, is not to be in time

Do not call it fixity 2025

There Rolls The Deep Where Grew The Tree

O Earth What Changes Hast Thou Seen [Father And Son]

Like Clouds They Shape Themselves And Go

Dream My Dream And Hold It To Be True

For Tho' My Lips May Breathe Adieu, I Cannot Think The Thing Farewell

Huhnapu

Exoteric

Yuhī

Yama Uba