Waking in the night; <br />the lamp is low, <br />the oil freezing. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />It has rained enough <br />to turn the stubble on the field <br />black. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Winter rain <br />falls on the cow-shed; <br />a cock crows. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />The leeks <br />newly washed white,- <br />how cold it is! <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />The sea darkens; <br />the voices of the wild ducks <br />are faintly white. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Ill on a journey; <br />my dreams wander <br />over a withered moor.<br /><br />Matsuo Basho<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/collection-of-six-haiku/
