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An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.

Matsuo Basho

A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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Dreams Summer Warrior
The fact that Saigyo composed a poem that begins, “I shall be unhappy without loneliness,” shows that he made loneliness his master.
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Beginning Lonely Master Myself Poem
From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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Knowledge Nature Tree Wisdom
Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
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Autumn Break Up End Leaving Myself Relationship Yourself
How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Desire Flower Moon Myself
The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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Flower Myself Sound Stop Temple
For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
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Flower Food Love Poverty Togetherness
There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.
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Flower Moon Nature See Thinking Yourself
Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Enough Hide Order See
Go to the pine if you want to learn about the pine, or to the bamboo if you want to learn about the bamboo. And in doing so, you must leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Otherwise you impose yourself on the object and you do not learn.
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Knowledge Learning Leaving Nature Wisdom Yourself
The universe and its beings are a complementarity of empty infinity, intimate interrelationships, and total uniqueness of each and every being.
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Empty Intimate Relationship Unique Universe
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Day Destination Home Journey
I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.
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Air Home Quite Sleep
The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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Animal Call Darkness Sea White Wild
Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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Flower Pain See True World
Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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Cry Death Flower

An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.

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