despite the archipelago there was no waft of algae or surf. before the peer i saw wooden steps leading down along a path of flowers; 'ajisai,' i believe, hydrangeas bluer even than the ocean, whose impression sketched fireworks Elysian beauty, that sort of wondrous epiphany everlasting.
Abdulrazak Gurnah
I used to love the big rains with a dread I could not explain even to myself; the ancient light, the water logged land about to slide off the edge of the world, the croaking of beasts in the shadows. Gravel Heart
Zeami Motokiyo
"to watch the sun sink below the flower-clad hill. to wander into the forest, without thought of return. to stand upon the shore and gaze after a boat that disappears behind the distant islands. to contemplate the flight of the wild geese, seen and lost among the clouds." Yugen
The-Bleu-Bivouac 