Yuzu De Kizo

The sparkling, frosty scent of live water streaming down from the mountains, the mosses, the icy and dripping woods in which the kami's laugh cascades. A green torrent of crumpled mint leaves, Ho wood and citrus fruits. October's suns and dew slide on the laurel's foliage, dancing on the lemons' bumpy and glossy peel, down to the great river.