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Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.

Matsuo Basho

From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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Fall Food Tree
Do not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
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Deep Seek Teaching Wisdom
Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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Children Moon Poverty Start
Make the universe your companion, always bearing in mind the true nature of things-mountains and rivers, trees and grasses, and humanity-and enjoy the falling blossoms and the scattering leaves.
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Companion Humanity Leaving Mindset Mountain Universe Wisdom Yourself
I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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Garden Hope Kindness Pay
Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.
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Break Deep Frog Resonate Silence Water
Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves.
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Be Yourself Identity Imitation Myself Original
Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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Cry Death Flower
A flute with no holes is not a flute.
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Deep Instrument One Liner
Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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Home Insect Rain Spring
There came a day when the clouds drifting along with the wind aroused a wanderlust in me, and I set off on a journey to roam along the seashores
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Day Journey Myself Sea Wind
Old pond, leap-splash – a frog.
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Frog Old
Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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Awake Ice Night Sound Water
Go to the object. Leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Do not impose yourself on the object. Become one with the object. Plunge deep enough into the object to see something like a hidden glimmering there.
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Deep Enough Gide Leaving Object Subject Yourself
Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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Existence Plant Rope Twisted
From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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Knowledge Nature Tree Wisdom

Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.

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