The desire to break the silence with constant human noise is, I believe, precisely an avoidance of the sacred terror of that divine encounter.
MATSUO BASHONot to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
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The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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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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At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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Friends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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