Tanka by Empress Jito (satoko-k)

The Spring has passed
And the summer came again;
For the silk-white robes,
So they say, are spread to dry
On the "Mount of Heaven's Perfume".

Night by lb0296588

Night is dark.
But you can find the realest things from people.
Night is silent.
But you can feel the peace.
Night is pretty.
That's why people love it.