Fox Footprints/Daibutsu
Daibutsu
In the spring
As a blossom
Wind carried
From the peach tree
I strike
Buddha's cheek.
Slowly eddying
To the hollow
Of his hand
I lie spent.
As a blossom
Wind carried
From the peach tree
I strike
Buddha's cheek.
Slowly eddying
To the hollow
Of his hand
I lie spent.