Amid Yotei’s quiet slopes, the forest holds the mind,
Beyond the world’s clamor, calm and clarity we find.

Within the bustling world, a haven framed in snow,
Chasing winds and open slopes, hearts return in gentle flow.

White birches stand as neighbors, cradled by the quiet vale,
In enduring beauty’s hush, wabi-sabi tales prevail.

Through winding stone paths, step slow and softly tread,
Ancient temples near, a thousand years gently spread.

Soothing hot springs cleanse, the body and soul restore,
In meals and quiet moments, peace returns once more.