“Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.”

Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end – tonight’s moon.

Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.

Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.

Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.

Seek not the paths of the ancients; Seek that which the ancients sought.

He who creates three to five haiku poems during a lifetime is a haiku poet. He who attains to completes ten is a master.

Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?

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

How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.

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

Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.

The universe and its beings are a complementarity of empty infinity, intimate interrelationships, and total uniqueness of each and every being.

The moon is brighter since the barn burned.

Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.

Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.

Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.

The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it.

Don’t settle for a relationship that won’t let you be yourself.

Sometimes you have to be apart from people you love, but that doesn’t make you love them any less. Sometimes you love them more.

Now just with memories, I can live happily with you.

Patience is key for getting over a breakup. That, and trailing off your interaction after the breakup.

If you are not long, I will wait for you all my life.

Patience is key for getting over a breakup. That, and trailing off your interaction after the breakup.

To live in the hearts we leave behind is to live forever.