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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!

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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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Fire Heart Place Travel
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
How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
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Desire Flower Moon Myself
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
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
A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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Dreams Summer Warrior
How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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Face Flower God Myself See
I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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Eat Fast Glory Morning Myself
Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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Insect Old Pond Sing Winter
Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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Carry Enlightenment Water Wood
The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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Animal Call Darkness Sea White Wild
Don’t imitate me / we are not two halves / of a muskmelon.
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Fruit Imitation Myself
All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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Friendship Moon Ugly View
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
Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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Beginning Dawn Hands Moon Summer

Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!

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