Ancient Season Poem by wabi sabi

eastern wind blows kissing plants
feeling something new but memorable

it is a brand-new day and way
I have never met you but there is something memorable
I rethink what it is

I felt myself being in a long winter
someone said

When winter comes, something good would come along next

eastern wind blows me again
take all the things considered
watching all trees covered in pink
sitting under one of the trees

the wind comes provoking me into rethinking of what is going on
what must be spring