PAINTED WORDS IN A COBALT BLUE SKY – The Japanese haiku: beautiful poems, in large meanings

When your geographical horizon extends – for business or pleasure – you have the wonderful opportunity to hear you inside, like the perfectly proportioned man (created by Leonardo da Vinci), correlating the symmetry of human anatomy to the symmetry of the universe. What you see, hear, eat and feel, it’s all inside the Vitruvian approach to life. SEEDS OF HELL: Expanse of dew, the seeds of hell they are thrown. (Kobayashi Issa) – COME, LET’S GO: You come, come on, look at the snow to your heart’s buried. (Matsuo Basho) – FLOWERS IN THE NIGHT: May those who bring flowers tonight, have the light of the moon. (Takarai Kikaku) – WATCHING FLOWERS: Do not forget: we walk over hell, looking at the flowers. (Kobayashi Issa) – NOW: The roof hath burned, now I can see the moon. (Mizuta Masahide)