willows hanging lower
and lower over the path,
even dogs must bow
~~~
willow as witness
two broken fishing vessels
cast but one shadow
~~~
willow reflections
suffer the grey leaf adrift
and the tailing carp
~~~
the clearest of streams 
cloistered with reed and willow
bright kingfisher eyes
~~~
Where has my love gone?
Where the willow grows for there
leaden sorrows flow
~~~