The Butterfly

 by Matsuo Basho

The Butterfly

The butterfly is perfuming

It's wings in the scent

Of the orchid. 

The Warbler Sings 

the warbler sings

among new shoots of bamboo

of coming old age 

Flower 

Flower

under harvest sun - stranger

To bird, butterfly. 

Shaking The Grave 

shaking the grave

my weeping voice

autumn wind