49. From the old days some musical words were coming

 

49. From the old days some musical words were coming

The spring’s reminiscence of a chilly river

A Zen ashram near the village path

Heaven and earth were flooded with rosy light

50. The leaves were falling on a large river

 

50. The leaves were falling on a large river

Bluish smoke in late summer

A mountain path in the village

Where the wind’s melodies cloud could be heard

51. Clouds and water on a lofty mountain

 

51. Clouds and water on a lofty mountain

Seeing each other this night

Zen music in the fog and wind

A yellowish moon in the sky