xli
heavy spring showers
my sleeves wet with the world’s tears
how sweet the birdsong!
xlii
everything happens
they say it’s ‘for a reason’
I say stop right there
xliii
here’s a great secret:
all does not have to be well
to be perfection
Ink painting, artist unknown. I suspected Ohara Koson but fail to find attribution.
Let me know if you can read the chop and solve the mystery.
