There's still plenty left, trust me

This is a sorta collage of haikus, each stanza 7-5-7 meter. It's images. It lacks complex language. It's in Kyoto, Japan. It's here to defend the idea that love is in the simple pleasures and transient moments. In case of an emergency...

Alone in Kyoto

Wind opens cherry blossoms
For the tired cuckoos
To sit on and contemplate

How it is never silent
When the cuckoo cries
As the night lights fade away

Toads whipping constellations
From the near sky with
Tongues like a grim reaper's scythe

Koi fish slurping the surface,
Swaying lily pads
For the waves that toads can surf

Water drops are all around
The rich widow’s web,
Seducing fireflies with pearls

On the grape leaf water drops
Sliding down the forks
That just lead to other forks

The leaf falls on the bonsai.
It’s a tiny tree
Next to a gigantic leaf.