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Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.

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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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Animal Butterfly Togetherness
Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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Existence Plant Rope Twisted
When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
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Autumn Cold Feeling Lips Myself Talk Voice Wind
Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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Children Moon Poverty Start
Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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Death Life Moments Poem
Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
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Oneself Solitude Sound Wind Winter
The haiku that reveals seventy to eighty percent of its subject is good. Those that reveal fifty to sixty percent, we never tire of.
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Goodness Hide Mystery Poem Reveal
The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Age Deep Destiny Forever Home Journey Life Moon Old Sun Time Travel
April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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Balance Butterfly Leaves
An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Autumn Life Night Thinking Yourself
Without bitterest cold that penetrates to the very bone, how can plum blossoms send forth their fragrance all over the world?
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Bone Cold Deep Fragrance Nature Perfume World
Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
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Bloom Flower Poverty Truth
Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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Dreams Greatness Summer
Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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Cat Love Starve
From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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Knowledge Nature Tree Wisdom
From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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Fall Food Tree

Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.

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