November 01st, 2020

The rain sounds, tenderly pattering
On the bamboos, which engird the eaves.
Suffused with autumn colors,
The maple trees fill every valley.
The yellow flowers are lovely,
Glistening tear-like
In the dewdrops at dawn.
From off the trees, red-tinted leaves
Start to drift and spin into the yard.

Won-gam (1226-1292)