On the edge…
None is travelling
Here along this way but I,
This autumn evening.
Stabs the darkness
Clouds come from time to time -
and bring to men a chance to rest
from looking at the moon.
Darting dragon-fly!
Wake! The sky is light!
let us to the road
again…
Swallow in the dusk…
spare my little
buzzing friends
Among the flowers
Floats and balances
In the sea-surf edge
mingling with
bright small shells ..
/Matsuo Bashō/