Bright foliage is flourishing vigorously and the rich gradation of greenness entirely surrounds the stone steps to the bell-tower gate.
The flowers of Tsutsuji (azalea) and Shaga (Iris japonica) accentuate the deep stillness tinged with the tender green of new leaves.
Invisible birds of spring are singing merrily somewhere in the shady grove around me.
The worn-out stone stairway reminds me of the long history of this old Zen temple. I wonder how many persons have come and gone on this stairway to seek the path to the place of enlightenment.
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