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.
MATSUO BASHOOn a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
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Friends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
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Old pond, leap-splash – a frog.
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With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
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Farewell, my old fan. / Having scribbled on it, / What could I do but tear it / At the end of summer?
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On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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The basis of art is change in the universe.
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Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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