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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.

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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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Flower Interest Tree
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
Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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Existence Plant Rope Twisted
How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Desire Flower Moon Myself
Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end – tonight’s moon.
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Fall Moon Night Tree
Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
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Oneself Solitude Sound Wind Winter
First snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
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Bridge Fall Snow
Farewell, my old fan. / Having scribbled on it, / What could I do but tear it / At the end of summer?
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End Fan Myself Old Summer
April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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Balance Butterfly Leaves
From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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Fall Food Tree
With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
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Butterfly Change Mindset Place
A flute with no holes is not a flute.
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Deep Instrument One Liner
The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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Flower Myself Sound Stop Temple
All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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Friendship Moon Ugly View
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
When your consciousness has become ripe in true zazen-pure like clear water, like a serene mountain lake, not moved by any wind-then anything may serve as a medium for realization.
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Clear Conscious Purity Realize Service Water Yourself

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