The Depths of the Night

The moon illuminates a thousand peaks
with the brilliance of daylight,
The sound of the bell falls
on my pillow of old friend's poems;
In my thin monk's robes,
unafraid of the frost's harshness,
I rise, roll up the thin blinds,
sit in the depths of the night.

- Tesshu Tokusai (?–1366)

Aikijutsu Academy of Indianapolis