Low mist on the hills, drifting rain;
The Shrine desolate before pruned bushes
and leafless trees, reflecting absence;
Indoors the altar maintained, but at a distance
from the weather gods;
On the hillside the stream is in full spate, the still water in the well disturbed by raindrops;
The Yew tree shadowed below the steep hillside, the mist hanging not far above, three boles grow from the ivy-covered mound, the space between gathering darkness;
Real presences in real time or fleeting moments which Time does not disturb?
(see also COUNTERPOINT)