Haiku and artwork by myself.
In the wood of Isonokami Shrine nearby, there is an old pond, the kind of pond Basho might have seen. When I passed by the pond, I saw withered lotus plants. What was above the surface of water was reflected on the pond. Like shadow, reflection showed the lotus as is. There are no additional stems, leaves nor flowers in the reflection. Such simple truth made me wonder about myself, about how I view my life.
I took the photo, enhanced contract so the image becomes pure black and white, and added colors.