Such fine leaves
So brilliantly flashing
So thin that light passes
And ripples in a breath
With delicate touch
But not by hands
For a disturbance makes
That shears the planes
Pages in gentle breeze
A brief sigh smoothes
Adjusted nimbly layered
With a chopstick's end
Such fine leaves
So brilliantly flashing
So thin that light passes
And ripples in a breath