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Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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Awake Ice Night Sound Water
Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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Existence Plant Rope Twisted
All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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Friendship Moon Ugly View
The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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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
Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
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Oneself Solitude Sound Wind Winter
Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
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Count Festival Soul Thinking
Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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Age Float Time World
Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it.
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Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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Home Insect Rain Spring
Old pond, frog jumps in – plop.
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Old Pond
Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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Insect Old Pond Sing Winter
Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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Beginning Dawn Hands Moon Summer
Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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Fire Heart Place Travel
Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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Children Moon Poverty Start
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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