The Incredible Grotto Heaven and earth give birth to such a rocky mound Broken into two halves, deep
deeo coloured At its long entrance overgrown skirt-like moss Enters a gust, rushing through the whispering pine The love-lorn water drip inside, plop, plop Along the path of entry darkness, darkness reigns Praise be to the talent for cleverly carving such forms Watch out, don't expose much, though -- many peeping toms!