Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
MATSUO BASHO
The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
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A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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Spring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
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An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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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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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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Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.
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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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Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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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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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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