die Ahornblätter
fallen so laut man hört hier
nicht mal den Regen

Ryokan (1758-1831)

the sound of maple leafs falling
in this mountain village
makes it hard to tell
a rainy day from one that is not.

(Kazuaki Tanahashi: Sky Above, Great Wind.
The Life and Poetry of Zen Master
Ryokan. Boston/ London:
Shambhala 2012. 92.)